A smile crosses his face, belying the rage that he started to feel. He looks over the man in front of him, then around the office, trying to decide the best course of action.<br/><br/>"It is good that you do not call me an enemy, very few of mine have survived to tell the tale. But do you consider her your wife? Highly doubtful. Maybe your family. But I am willing to say it is a pet that you look at her as. So tell me, you look like a bussiness man, and she has mentioned she would like to secure her future by buying her freedom from you, how much would that run her? Or if you were interested in selling her, how much would that be?"