This was a dangerous position. If he was too harsh, Tannow could tell she would shut down. If he was too kind, then Setrina might forcibly rebel against him as soon as she had the chance. This required a delicate hand, and Tannow knew he was ill-suited to this. Even so... He had to try. To take the risk. He couldn't afford another elf like her, and it had to be an elf for the realization of his final plans. An elf had the most to gain by helping. A slave was in no position to refuse. And a woman... Well, most of the targets he had in mind, if not all of them, would be likely to notice her in all of the ways that didn't matter, and ignore her in the ones that did. She was the perfect piece in this puzzle, if he only had her moving at her best.<br/><br/>"You will be taught many things, Number. Taught how to hide. To listen. To kill. You will be able to dance, to flirt, and to disappear when the time is right." Tannow smiled as gently as he could. "And, when you have done all that is necessary... On that day I will be happy with you."