<strong>~Galo, infirmary with Autolycus, Nakia, Amplus, Cariad and Sorcha~</strong><div class="floatright"> (http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f162/shadowjewel/Character%20pics/GaloICPic.jpg)<br/></div><br/><br/>Galo smiled at her question; a small smile, yes, but rare in being genuine, brightening his dark eyes. “Yes, very successful. I found things for you too; some that you requested and some... that you did not.” He let that statement hang in the air for a beat, something to tease her with until they could truly talk freely - sometime to lift her spirits, or so he hoped. It was good to have people whom he could feel comfortable with, at least for small things; Nakia, Autolycus (even though the man may not be feeling overly friendly to him at this exact point in time), even a couple of the other slaves... what small things he could share with them, trivial or passing, they helped him to cope. For all that he reminded himself to never become attached, sometimes keeping to that was more difficult then he would have liked.<br/><br/>Suddenly unsettled, his expression cleared and his mask fell back into place, both in his looks and within his heart as he focused on the woman he was helping to lift. Now for business...