Samuel flicked his wrists, rotating them and working the kinks out of his fingers.  The proximity of that blessed blade was downright annoying, but thankfully it was now gone.  "That's not why I need a familiar," Samuel said.  "However, that is not the company I normally keep.  They're just the ones that seem to get my attention easily due to their unique perspective.  The whole black and white thing has never done it for me.  Everything's gray.  I just happen to be a very dark shade of gray."  He turned his gaze to her, his eyes roaming down along her barely-concealed figure.  Lust wafted from him like a perfume, staining the air around them.<br/><br/>"You'll get your freedom from this place," Samuel said.  "You won't have to bend to their whims whenever they so demand it.  Obviously that you're here means someone controls you.  I don't wish to control you.  I need a partner.  Someone that can assist me and I can assist them.  A give and take, not just mere control."  A shrug of the shoulders as he'd look around quickly, furtive glances to see if anyone out of the norm was watching their conversation.  "I'm sure you can think of a few things you'd like to do with the backing of a warlock such as myself."