He didn't get why the man had been told his eyes were ugly, he liked how the looked. He meant it that the man had beautiful eyes. Sighing he continued to listen to Jason. Though his infuriation came when the man said his wife tried to kill their children. What did she think they were supposed to do? Not cry and just be perfect?? It saddened him. He looked to him and shook his head, "She shouldn't have done that, and you are not damaged goods. You are valuable, your children need you. You are not some object for being sold, I may have paid for you but I didn't pay for servitude - I paid for your freedom. I have papers to work on just so you can never be sold or your bloodline. Only one who can be.... Would be someone who abused you or did something that needs to be punished for. I can do that, for my bloodline have power in that field." He said softly as he then looked around letting go before listening to him. An angel?<br/><br/>He had no idea Jason was Angel, though hearing his heart was weak made Martin worry. What could be do? He needed to take the man to a doctor to get him checked out. He didn't even notice the stammer of his name till he looked over, "Hmm? Oh... In my family our eyes are unlike most- just as yours are. Each one of us has a trait hidden in them, I never got one. I love how unique they are, they remind me of a gem I once saw in a western mining town so long ago. It was something I had never seen but that one time." He said with a smile. Looking to the kitchen he realized he had to help Jason cook. Not like it mattered. He loved cooking, "Well, now that you live with me- I will provide for you, they will get their medicine. As will you." Moving he caught onto Jason and helped him to a seat, "I'll cook for you. What ever you want I'll make. You need to sit-" pausing he looked to the sleepy wolf man trudging down the hall picking up every item quietly, "Harvey can take your kids out, he loves children. He'd buy them a toy or two maybe a game. He raised most of his family since they were babies." He said quietly and chuckled.<br/><br/>"I really am not mad, and he is old - he used to be soft spoken. Why, if I was mad if tell you, and try to understand why it happened. I also wish to take you in, so I can get you better medicine...." He sighed and looked to him, "What can I make for you and your kids??"