Shibaâ€™s attention turned straight to his precious dagger Isunome, with an outstretched left hand he reached and took the the dagger back into his procession. His lips gave a small smile as he held it and returned to licking at the wound. His own blood wouldnâ€™t help him much but it would help him enough to deal until he could get an actual meal.  As he moved about his left eye grew wide with shock at how verbal the male was about staying still, a concept Shiba found to be stupid.<span style="font-style: italic">stillness, gets you killedâ€¦</span>he snickered some at the thought of death.<span style="font-style: italic">seems.. Even that canâ€™t stand its ground long enough to become my Lordâ€¦</span>he frowned at the thought while ignoring most of what the child had to say. He lingered on the power in the voice and the lack of fear it held.<span style="font-style: italic"> Interestingâ€¦ how such a lad could have such balls to speak to me.. Of all creatures that way.. Doesnâ€™t he know who I am.. What I am..</span>Unintentionally he smiled revealing those beautiful sharp terrifying fangs that hungered for a good long meal, a drop of venom dripped from one as if drooling to prolong a creatureâ€™s blood from stopping or going dry.<br/><br/>His hand was grabbed and moved from the infuriating fabric of the gown. His eyes narrowed and he snarled viciously at not only being touched by someone he still saw as under him but also at the audacity of telling him, a demon, to stopâ€¦<span style="font-style: italic"> who the fucking hell does this brat think he isâ€¦.Iâ€™ll give him a reason to respect meâ€¦</span>a smirk came to his features as he began to plot out just how to kill or punish this boy. His ears caught the tail end of something involving his clothes, â€œWhy the hell are my clothes.. Not here.. the ones I was wearingâ€¦â€ he growled not liking his stuff being moved and touched and handled by anyone but himself.. for he saw everyone as being under him.. the only person he would ever think differently would be if somehow someone managed to convince him they were worthy to be his lord.<br/><br/>On that notion he had to think about how ballsy this kid was.. grabbing him, taking his stuff, going against the government.. this kid wasnâ€™t all that bad.. not that Shiba would ever admit that is. â€œSo why in hellâ€™s fire would you bring someone like me back from beyond this world? Hmmâ€¦? I mean.. donâ€™t you care? What do you plan to do with me now.. torchure me? Well kid I got news for you.. it wont workâ€¦ there is nothing you could do to make me suffer more then my own body doesâ€¦â€ he whispered the last bit as his hand kept tight over that right eye â€œright nowâ€¦â€ he sighed hungrily wishing he â€¦.now there was a thoughtâ€¦ if he waited not only could he teach the brat a thing or two he could get a meal from it as well.. this thought had him smiling even more. His mouth closing and his limbs relaxing against the table he was on.<br/><br/>The kid mentioned his name and he came back to reality with a confused expression for a moment. â€œYeah, its Japaneseâ€¦ Im a samuraiâ€¦ the best there ever was or isâ€¦ and someday Ill find a lord who matches me in worth and together.. the world will be ours for the taking!â€ he held up a fist proclaiming this but gasped and groaned pulling the fist back as eh panted with pain shooting through his body.<span style="font-style: italic"> this is.. the worst.. day â€¦ everâ€¦</span>he growled to himself again ignoring the boyâ€™s words hearing only the name of Lance. He shrugged some and rubbed at his eye a bit whining some as his hunger grewâ€¦<br/><br/>â€œFuck this shitâ€¦â€ he muttered and began to push him to a sitting position. His head turning looking all around the lab with a frown, â€œif this place is medical it has to haveâ€¦ â€œ he paused and put his dagger back in his mouth and fixed it into place while his left eye scanned about for the location of what would have to be blood. His legs moved to get off the table and he hoped to the ground, wobbling at first he stoon gained his balance and smirked. His nose to the air he sniffed about till his found a cabinet with a fridge in it. Plopping on his ass he sat and opened the fridge retrieving the blood there shredding the bag open and licked at the cool fluid in it. A loud snarl left him and the bag was thrown over his shoulder across the room coating various things in a spray of flying blood. HE stood and looked to the gown he wore which also had blood on it, reaching back he snapped the two strands holding it on and it fell down to the ground, he stretched and smiled. â€œNow that.. is better.. fuck clothesâ€¦â€ he chuckled some and began sniffing looking for fresh hot blood insteadâ€¦