As he followed Atticus hurriedly up the stairs and along the corridors to the bodyguard's room, it struck him that the man had no idea yet what had happened to him and a rather uncomfortable knot came to his stomach. On one hand; Atti was far too attractive and strong to pass up the chance at being alone in his room... But there was also that nagging part of Anel's mind that blamed the man for not doing his job.<br/><br/>"Stupid... He can't be everywhere at once... Bastard Ga... Bastard... But its his job... Ergh." The boy muttered to himself as he wandered through the threshold, looking nervously at the chair for a moment before gingerly lowering himself down, forcing away to flinch that would have passed over his features.<br/><br/>"Oh... Um... A bit of everything I think; have some robe burns... Some burn-burns... Bruises. Typical stuff." And of course, not-so-typical internal injuries. But Anel wasn't going to share if he could help it; it would ruin the mood.<br/><br/>"Its very good of you to look after me like this... Do you... Do it for everyone?" A slender eyebrow arched as he tried to shift back to the more sultry aspect of his personality; lifting his legs and turning slowly to drape them over one arm, leaning luxuriously over the other. "Hmmm? Or am I special?" He chuckled and winked teasingly, a smile playing on his rosy lips.