(yea I haven't, though I've migrated to pm for private RP's now and I know you're not a fan of pming RP)<br/><br/>Zena caught the blush and chuckled as she binds his wrists firmly. "Good boy," She said softly, moving back so Miles could step out of the cage. She turned to the drone who was waiting for payment. Zena wrote a check and gives it to the Xenomorph before leaving the centre with Miles. "What do you call yourself?" The praetorian asked curiously.