Kate wondered what species he was hiding. Perhaps it was the collar. That horrid symbol of his status as a slave. The mage would take her chances. The man that has serpentine eyes was not going to harm her. She saw he was able to self heal as wounds began to close. Kate removed a tool from her skirt pocket and with a click, it fell in her hand. The mage placed the spiked, heavy frayed leather collar fell into her satchel. Later he'd be able to destroy it.<br/><br/>When he spoke his word were eloquent, learned. Malora was highly educated and her pets would be "farmed" to the pleasures of lord and ladies. If the coin was top price.  The wounds revealed he was from the pits. Kate was curious why he was given to her and in such horrid condition.<br/><br/>Kate nodded, "It is nice to meet you too. I hate the circumstance. I can not begin to say how sorry I am to be related to your mistress. I am very happy you are in my care. What is your name?" The mage resisted calling him sir. She knew his status would not allow him be called sir.