Roslyn sighed, he was about as freaked out as she was. She bit her lip and stopped backing, he was a slave? Okay, that meant he posed no real harm. She stopped and said "Slave?" Then as she took a moment the go over what else was on him, she saw cut, bruises, and burns. "Another layer." She mumbled. She calmed herself down and said "S-S-So your not going to use my trust against me and capture me?" She looked like she had calmed down a bit and she wasn't about to run away. She stared at Tony, slowly crouching down, back down to her spot where she was sitting back with him.<br/><br/>Roslyn was keeping something from him as well, so it was a bit easier for her to calm down and listen to what he had to say. He did tell her his life story, well, maybe, if it was. But he seemed like he was telling the truth, she could sniff out liars as if she was a hound dog. She knew that this boy was not a liar. So she went against her instinct and sat back down, and tried to get him to explain.