The male panther looked to her, watching her. His heavy head rested on his front paws, he didn't mind the scars but he hated the thinness he held. If he wasn't sickly, so beat up, and thin he'd be able to heal better. Though he was tame anyway, he couldn't hurt her. When fighting they egged him and beat him making him wild in his mind making him attack. Honestly now that he was tasting freedom he wanted to be nice, calm, and not hurt anyone. Looking to her his purple eyes swiveled to her and then back before him as they closed, thinking about hunting he looked to her and purred at her, "It would be best if I hunted myself. Who knows how I'd act if I didn't..." his furry face moved and twitched with each word he spoke. Even his rounded ears twitched too, "Don't worry I won't hurt someone who's helped me, the most I'd do is probably pounce or something. You saved me from that terror- I don't want to repay you with hurt." he moved his head and licked her cheek before nuzzling her softly, "I don't what anything right now."<br/><br/>Rhyas rolled to lay on his side with a yawn as she pet him. A soft purr came from his throat as he lifted a paw to set it softly on her arm as she pet him. Looking to her as she examined his paw he looked away and moved his paw back. Tears in his eyes as he jumped onto the floor and shrank into his smaller form. His tail dragged on the floor as he mewed and walked around the room, soon ending up out of sight on the other side of the bed. His body transformed into a human as he pulled his legs close to his chest and cried silently. The towel still around him, "The arena was hardly cleaned... Unless a death happened... People tossed bottles and things into the pit to rial the fighting combatants... I really don't care anymore. My hands and paws won't heal the way they were..." he buried his face in his arms, "When the people saw fit they'd take a fighter and beat them or torture them any way they wanted... I don't care anymore... Can you just... Get me something to wear please..."