Issac was plotting a new robotic but he missed Peebo. He had made him while here. He had scared the hell out of the guys. That is part of why they took him. Not just because of whatever the rules they had because technically he had already been in here when he made Peebo. It was because they hadn't expected it. They apparently didn't like unwanted or unexpected surprises. He fell quiet and just listened to the men still talking. The old guy wouldnâ€™t be bad if he hadnâ€™t ever opened his mouth. Ever since he did the man been an old jerk from down under. He was a racist. He had seen the change in his features and expressions since the moment he spoke up. Before that dude was pretty cool. He really never had an opinion on Americans but that dude...that old man...he was why most foreigners thought such negative things about Americans.<br/><br/>He really didnâ€™t know what was the reps issue was with him. Either way he was still surprised the older male wanted him. He wasnâ€™t much in his opinion. He looked at the male and blinked. Peebo? He was getting Peebo back? His eyes wide but happy. He looked away before he could be caught by the rep. He didnâ€™t feel like causing any issues for the dude who just decided he wanted him and was saving Peebo. In his mind that just won the hot older boy cool points and the fact he got Peebo back got brownie points too. From what he gathered this whole slave thing meant your wants and needs meant absolutely nothing.<br/><br/>He followed them without really looking at anyone. Shy and quiet again. Resuming his studying and curiousity once more. He hadnâ€™t really needed the black haired male to say with him because the moment he said he wanted him he decided following was the okay part. Whatever happened after they got wherever they were going might not be. He stood close but with a bit of space from the guys side. A bit behind him too. He heard master aeron. That whole master thing would take time to get used to saying and honestly he didnâ€™t really want to get into that whole thing either. He just wanted to go home. He missed his family. He missed the normalicy. He missed the land. The legends. The musiic.<br/><br/>He looked at the guy as he spoke to him. â€œIssac McCleod.â€ He said softly. His accent lacing each and every letter of those two words that he spoke. He followed them and looked around. He hoped to see the adorable little Peebo again. He smiled as he thought of his little buddy. He was so cute and chibi and he wanted him. These thoughts brought him back to Aeron who was getting him back. That was rather out of context from what he had gathered of a master to do. Still...major kudos for him. He liked that and it kept the smile on his face.