He bridged his hands before his face, as if here were seated behind his desk and not crouched in the grass, looking over the tips of his fingers at Anel while he spoke.<br/><br/>"You expected there to be a guard, maybe Atticus, in your room to hold you hand, Anel?" he asked, quietly "These things happen, but not often, and I had not thought mister Aldrich to do a thing like this. He's aware what I am able of, I'm certain."<br/><br/>Ryan should slap the whore for even insinuating he and Atticus hadn't been doing their jobs. It wasn't Anel's concern if they had or had not been. They would, however, not keep eyes on everyone. That would be absurd and not doable.<br/>However, Ryan's words were not empty. He could, and would, not only ban a rapist from the Teahouse, but also inform the other brothels and use the considerable influence he had build up over the years in all circles of the city's society to make a rapists move town quite quickly.<br/>That is.. if Ryan didn't cut his balls off and shove them down his throat.<br/><br/>"It's up to you, Anel. Do you want mister Aldrich to be able to return, to be banned, or..."<br/>He intentionally didn't finish the sentence, waiting for Anel to finish it, to see what he would come up with.