<span style="font-style: italic">"Well the first few things on our list after I do my paperwork; is going to renew that license. And find a car that fits you. And I won’t accept no for an answer either.”</span>Max had stated.<span style="font-style: italic">“You will have errands to run and need a way to get around.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #804000"><span style="font-style: italic">"Sounds like you're not giving me a choice in the matter."</span></span>Rimion mumbled, laughing blatantly for a moment. As the drive continued, Rimi could not help but notice Max taking moments to look in his direction as they talked. Didn't he know that Rimion was somewhat conceited? But then again, Rimion did not mind it at all. But with the thought of getting his license renewed and his own car, it nearly seemed to good to be true at first. "But if you're gonna get me a car, I guess I'll have to find something that I'll want." He laughed, licking his lips, air of freedom wrapping around his tongue.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“Your welcome Rimion, and with luck you will be my last slave.”</span>Rimi looked at Max and leaned, kissing the man on his cheek. "I will be... You can trust me on that." As he looked around, a smile of impression made its way to his face. How many floors did this one building hold up. As he was going to wish Max good luck and get out of his car, his eyes widened at the card Max had handed him.<br/><br/>“Here you go, please buy anything that you need; including new clothes because I know you didn’t bring much with you and what you have you stole from Arin. Any questions?” He slowly took the card from Max's hand, giving him a wide smirk. "Not so much a question, but good luck and don't surprised to see me in some new threads."