Servos's lips curled ever so lightly at the talk of fear and nodded, "that is quite a rush however," he said turning to acknowledge him. "I enjoy the entire play," he said. "Seeing their ever bright and determined eyes dull and lose that spark of life that was so readily abundant," he chuckled lightly. "To take away one's very identity if by far my favorite pastime," he said before pausing, "well I do rather enjoy my time with my wife," he said before the girls started being brought up. He would tilt his head examining them before moving forward. "Ah now this is very interesting," he said moving up to Samantha though he didn't know her name. His hand would extend and he would take hold of her chin turning it. "You should enjoy what freedom this ship gives you," he said in a low growl his eyes would lock with hers. "Shelter, clothes, and even the tiniest bit of dignity," he said. "You're merely looking into the gateway to hell," he said before he released her chin. "You'll soon miss it," he said told her a dark grin taking shape on his face.