Horen was quiet as she removed his chains and manacles. His throat was too raw to speak though so he only rubbed it and shook his head once. He was too weak to do much and he was relieved when the other large man picked him up to move him. Once on the ship he stayed quiet as he observed his surroundings. from what he saw it looked like a well kept ship. Clean and well managed, unlike the dirty falling apart sloop hed been shipped here on.<br/><br/>She spoke of how cold he was. Truth be told, he wasnt cold. Which meant he must have a sickness of some sort. She covered him with a blanket. She had been kind, as kind as he was told she would be. He did a thing only his former mistress knew he could do he reached out telepathicaly.<br/><br/>~My name is Horen Mi'lady~ His voice was very tired even mentaly.