Alyxander shook his head in answer to Kate's original question. "It was a small ship, meant for speed and not to carry many passengers." He answered. His gaze then turned to the door as he heard footsteps from down the hall. A new scent was in the air, somewhat familiar and partly not. 'Kate's father probably.' He thought as he heard the sound of metal... armor no doubt. The boy winced at the knock, as it was quite loud as it echoed through the room. Just as he thought, it was indeed her father. He listened to what was said, and didn't make any move to wince away as the man looked at him. Only when the light of the candle near his face did he move; it was much too bright for him, and he didn't like fire at all.<br/><br/>"I was never in an arena, sir." Alyx replied in a strong voice; proving that he wasn't as weak as the man thought he was. "I was a slave of Lady Malora and Lord Draco. Nothing more than that, nothing less. Not a willing servant, but I didn't have much of a choice." His throat felt a bit dry and he could tell he was getting thirsty again. He sat up and moved a bit towards Kate. "I'm getting a bit thirsty, do you think you could get me something?" He asked softly... he wasn't exactly comfortable admitting to the fact that he was a vampire just yet. He was really intimidated by the girl's father and feared he'd try killing him if he figured out what Alyxander really was.