Meto looks at her. Glaring at her smiling at him. He blinks and tilts his head to the side. What the hell?! She turned that around on him. He stares at her in confusion. Home? Did that mean she was going to let him----And then he was cut off when the thug took and iron grip on his wrists. And he sighs mentally. Looking at her. Watching her. And he wanted to pull away from her. He sighs internally.as he wasn't able to. He didn't know what she was but he couldn tell she wasn't human. Something inside him told him this. He looks at her and looks back out the window. Watching the gated home of seclusion. He wonders why she insisted on kidnapping him and holding him against his will. He gets the gag free right as they parked within. "Why...you...kidnap...me?" he manages to pant out. Sighing. His aura for a moment would flicker bright white. Almost angelically so. He looks at her. "If your going to hold me hostage can I have something to eat? Without the worry of poisoning." he asks simply.