Xena looks at him. Laughing and smiles a bit. "Small world. Glad your lunatic man showed up then." She meant it playfully. "Either way the result of it is you in a way not only helped me escape and rescued me once...you did it twice. For that I am very appreciative and thankful for." He says softly. Blinking a bit. "I don't like him. Apparently he beats women for pleasure. The woman who came in begged me to put on the dress. That woman is the only reason I was in a dress. Not because they don't look good on me, they do...too good, but because in a dress there is less mobility and freedom of actions." She says softly. Looking at him and blinks a bit. "Cool." She says simply. "I don't care what you are or what you do. You are not like that man and really that is all that matters."<br/><br/>She looks at him in confusion. "Angelborn? What is an angelborn?" She asks. Not knowing that an angelborn was an angel born of human parents. She looked at him. "Thank you." She says softly. Getting out with his assistance. Though...it had a puzzled look on her features. Beautiful as she was or not...she wasn't used to such gentlemanly actions. Not towards her anyways. Letting out a sigh of relief. "Hell hounds?" She says quizzically. What was a hell hound? She followed him inside. Looking at the servant who came up to her. She rubs her arm uncomfortably. Even with her father being President For Life. She had yet to get used to having maids or servants helping her. "The kitchen? So I can make something to eat." She says softly. Clearly not sure what the hell she was supposed to say or ask for.