Alaxander was not a shy man and had learned not to be while under constance survellience while washing when the she trader was on. He nodded and stood up. "Thanks." He said. A bath sure sounded good. He watched her as she poured things into the water. Climbing into the tub and let out hisses of pain as the water went into open wounds. Still he sunk into the water. He looked at her. "If you say so. I don't know anything about healing things." He listened to her speaking as she talked to him. Nodding his head to show he was listening. Taking the cloth and soap and began to scrub the front part of him. He let out sounds of pain as he scrubbed over healing whip wounds on his arms and legs. The soap making bubbles where there had been infection starting. He smiled a bit. "Thanks." He said softly. "Cider. That cider you gave me earlier was delicious." He said softly. "I don't mind help. The whip wounds hurt especially when I try to clean or bend." He turned his head to her again. "You said you would tell me why you helped me when we got here. I would really like to know why you picked the most disobedient of the pets to take home with you."