It had to be a lie. A comforted like that this girl was here to help him. In a way he was sure of it. She was here to just... Tease him. Yes there was terror in his body. There always was. Terror was nothing more than just a feeling he was used to. His heart just ached with the unknown. Listening before he growled a bit.  Should he talk? That lady... The one who used to own him never knew he could actually speak. Yes... Never knew. Only the men he fought. Even then his words were like growled knives to scare the men. Though as of then he was somewhat bent at an odd angle.<br/><br/>Most of his body was kinda hidden in the shadows but, he was tangled in the chains the keepers decided he needed. The sage stung but helped him feel a bit better, even being allowed to taste the cider.... He didn't fight the treat. He did work hard...  Yet it bothered him... Why did he loose? That should have been a draw!<br/><br/>The male snarled a bit and moved his body, "Remove them- not like I can do anything to stop you." He hissed out at her. Finally breaking his silent actions.