<em>A chaperon?  Guess dressing as a ruffian doesn't always lend itself to the right impression.</em>Richard thought with a small look of amusement crossing his face as he shook his head.  "You're close Jasmine, but I'm not a paid companion.  Guess it's too late to try to deny what I am exactly now, although I am hoping that you don't think me a monster as most other people do.  It's my family that you need to watch out for.  I'm a Xantelli, as if the eyes and hair weren't proof of that already.  I'm....sorry for the deception up until now."  He'd let that sink in, and judging by her reaction, would determine what action he himself would take, unaware or uncaring that he was probably talking to the enemy....as far as Marco and Maria were concerned anyway.<br/><br/>He didn't WANT to hurt anyone...for the most part, but then there was the small but steadily growing part that wanted to do everything and more to Jasmine just because he could.  Thankfully that part was small and slow to take over anything he did.  He didn't have any slaves for crying out loud, that should be enough....but Enzo was right that eventually he'd become as the rest of the Xantelli clan was, but until then he hoped that conversations and interactions like this would balance out what he was already becoming.