Just the expressing of concern could not even describe the onset of feeling he had as he looked to the mansion. All the concern about possibly eating, was a fleeting thought as he looked to the figures rushing back and forth like figurines in a shadow box. Back and forth, rushing about, as if scared something might eat them... yes, that was what it made Ro'tolek think. He never really at any time, registered that she seemed to sigh when he asked for food. Nor did he seem to care in all truth. His mind was gallivanting over the thought of these strange but curiously fluttering people.<br/><br/>Over the course of watching them his hands closed the cloak. Hiding the expression he held, hiding the self doubt... the hate... the hate of his own being. He hated this, hated all of it. It became the thought in his mind right then. The thought of why he had been taken, why he was abused most of the collective of his life. Though he turned to the woman,hearing the word "bath" he cringed. As much as he needed one- he had wounds on his back, legs and arms. Some healed a bit but still would hurt when water would touch them, "It wont be easy." he said with a mutter before his eyes then cast upon the sudden staff showing their worried faces.<br/><br/>Clatter, murmur, voices came from all directions. His head throbbed. His ears ached. He wanted them to shut up!! When the tones were silenced he moved his hand, remaining hidden under the cloak- rubbing the bridge of his nose. These people were very noisy. However he did not like the gaze of the butler and guard. Something about them was unsettling. For now it went unquestioned as he kept his silence.<br/><br/>The butler was almost like a little bug, thin but healthy. The way he crossed his hands over himself made it look like he was hugging himself. This, would have made the unicorn laugh but he felt no want to. Ro'tolek had a feeling if this baboon caused him issues he could probably flatten him easily. As for the guard... he had a feeling that the two might butt heads... his aura about him made the man a bit "cranky". However once bowed to the unicorn gave the man a sharp stare. One that could make anyone feel as if their soul was being read. Ro'tolek did not trust them. Or anyone. He had some respect for the young woman but even then it was hard to say his thoughts.<br/><br/>However as he watched them he did feel curious about something. Did any of them know what lay beyond the pass? Of the world and its truths? He kept silent and followed behind Rydia. Silent. Not speaking. Not even if spoken to. His eyes were just locked in a glare. Unease filled his soul as he followed.