Xena glares at him as he stared at her breasts. "Don't get any funny ideas. I'm not some weak pussy cat. I'm a tigeress with razor sharp claws." She says venomously. Eating the food with attacks of her fork. Stabbing them as if she was stabbing someone to death. She would NEVER get used to him. Even if she did...he was the type of asshole she HATED with every fiber of her being. He was just an arrogant, pompus, conceited bastard! She would never have anything to do with him unless she had to. Which since his men dragged her around and manhandled her like they did she had to. Otherwise she would starve and hide in the room and never come out. Except for Houdini attempts. Oh she would wait a while because she wasn't stupid. They would catch on to her antics and skills if she did it too often. So for now it was a waiting game. "It isn't whatever. You might have won the battle but you won't win the war. I will never do anything for you willingly. I hate dresses too. They look too good on me." Her tone friendly yet darkly acidic. She pointedly ignored his sexy and seductive tone. Though it did bring a blush to her cheeks. She huffed as he tried to make a move on her. Eating the food, well really she ate enough to be full, yet played with it. Moving it around to make it look like she ate most of it.<br/><br/>She scowls at him when he ordered them to drag her elsewhere. She eeked though as her light weight frame was roughly thrown into the library. "Fucking barbarian bastards!" She yells at them. Swearing in Latin just for the hell of it. "Bruta asinus! Massa! Asinos! Adulteri! Capita mauris sem!" (Dumb ass! Jerk! Asses! Bastards! Fucking shit heads!) Then he send more and they grabbed her. Dragging her to a theater like room. A big angry growl escaping her lips. She HATED this! She punched the man whose hand went too close to her breast. "Whatever." She says smartassedly. "Go on dumbass puppy dogs." She says sharply. She knew she couldn't escape from here. Looking at him and scowled. Damn if he didn't seem up to no good. She didn't trust him as far as she could throw him. She huffed and glared at him. An icy evil glare if there ever was one. "Too fast, Too furious." She says without even looking at the list. She sets it in the seat next to her. Not going to do anything for him. She was like a caged tiger. Just waiting for the right moment to try and get away.