Alaxander through the lashes of his eyes saw her pull some sort of necklace looking thing from her pocket. What was that? He watched her, through the slitted patterns of his eyes, put it back in her pocket. Whatever it was it was probably important. He blinked when the guard left and put his whip away. Who was this woman that she held such power. He opened his eyes more and saw the half of the muffin she tossed in land not too far from him. The chains groaned as he strained a bit. Taking ahold of the muffin in both hands and began to slowly eat it. He was starving but learned to eat slow so it didn't get wasted by him getting sick. He blinked a bit. "None." He said. "I'm not obedient enough." He said.<br/><br/>She said she wouldn't but what the hell could one woman do against what seemed like an army of slavers? "They can't train me so nobody wants me. I'm not a very good...pet..." He said. The word pet said with a sound of distaste. He finished the muffin and moved the hands. Straining against the chains but caught it. He uncorked it by holding it with one of his feet. They too were shackled down. He muttered to himself. "One of these days I'll houdini myself out again." He finally got the cork out and began drinking it. Drinking it so fast he sputtered a bit. He looked at her. "Thanks." He said. Having drained the flask of its contents.<br/><br/>He looked confused by her next question. "I don't remember where." He said. His face scrunching as he though on it. "Something Dayton. They were both something Dayton." He said. His face a bit twisted as he tried to force himself to remember. Dayton the name of the prominent family. The royals who hired the mages. He shook his head. "I can't remember exactly. Just remember my name is Alaxander Neos Dayton." He looked at her. "Can you get me out of the direct sunlight? Its hurting my eyes." He said.