He frowned a little, but returned the sword into its sheath. Just like she said, she wasn't in a fighting condition. Though, he kept the stance ready to defend himself - or attack if necessary - and listened to her like that. What she said did make sense, but something puzzled him even then.<br/><br/>"Why did you decide to suddenly let it go? There is no logic in that. I bet you got paid well, you know, all that... You know what you get for failure and disobeying." His gaze turned dark for a moment. "They kill you. They shut you down. If you make up your own mind something, your milady, if she's anything like my... Father, will just get rid of you." he explained, crossing his arms on his chest. His white skin had a dusky blue color in the moonlight... "Like I was supposed to be. That's why you were after me."<br/><br/>He failed... He disobeyed and failed his mission. A broken weapon, a useless servant.<br/><br/>"What do you want to do then? You wanna just return and die like a dog?" he growled, tilting his head back to get a few strands of his hair out of his face.