The Neko groaned and looked to her, Rhyas was a fighter. He wasn't going to die, not here. Though if he was to have bitten anyone it wouldn't be anyone helping him, nor would it be a girl. The male had no idea of why she was here but yet he remembered a faint conversation from the woman who had been there earlier. Something that he was stuck on was that this might be the one who was sent to take him out of here. Take him far from this retched hole and into a better life if possible. Rhyas was glad that this was probably her, she was helping him after all. Though when she said not to speak or move he couldn't help but roll his eyes. Kate was right though, he was beat up heavily.<br/><br/>Looking to her he looked down and moved a hand to grip at her side, pulling himself up and closer to the mage. He closed his eyes and let silent tears fall, his body ached but it was feeling better as she healed him. Opening his eyes he took the flask and began to drink more. Being stubborn his hand reached out and gripped a bar and hauled himself to sit up. His arm muscles defined deeply as he pulled himself to lean on the bars with a groan. Th cloak still wrapped about him as he looked to her. He then set the flask down and flicked his ebony tail. Though he looked away. He hadn't slept in a bed before, well from what he remembered anyway. Make that he couldn't remember the last good meal either. That was when his ears shifted and pushed out from his hair. A little mewl came as he rubbed his arm ignoring the pain.