<strong>Autolycus scolds Aulus, takes Sorcha out to the balcony </strong><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Prakkie/Medicus.jpg)</div>"You're right," Autolycus said Nadia as she commented on Sorcha's poor condition and bad behaviour. "She's not in any kind of shape to be presented like this... And she should really learn to stop these incessant attempts at escape," the last was directed more at Sorcha than at Nadia, and punctuated by an angry look and a yank on the chain that pulled her away from the wall and made her stumble a little. Had he not just told her to behave!? He was starting to suspect something was wrong with her. Trying to escape was one thing, doing so in plain sight like this, when there was no chance of success...<br/><br/>He sighed, then returned to his conversation with Nadia, now joined by Galo.<br/><br/>"Yes," he said, "She can speak, a little Latin even. I think there is enough there to work with. If only the Dominus would give it some time," the man could be so impatient sometimes, as they all knew.<br/><br/>He refused the wine Galo offered with a small gesture, he was here to do a job for the Dominus and though he was thirsty he'd save drinking until after his job was done and he could enjoy it in peace.<br/><br/>As Nadia explained the rest of the situation, including the fight in the mess, his eyes wandered over to the Gladiatrix and passed up and down her body. Nothing lustful, just a cool assessment. She was dirty, covered in sand and blood, not any serious kind of injured as far as he could tell. Well-built, well-fed... And in need of some breaking in to judge by the look on her face. Still, at least she was sensible enough to behave, more or less. Not like Sorcha who had gone back to rubbing her restraints against the wall, which earned her another yank on the chain though he otherwise ignored her.<br/><br/>He frowned as a flustered and upset looking Canis rushed in to retrieve Amplus. "I wonder what’s going on…" he said to Galo and Nadia. Whatever it was seemed serious and he fell silent for a bit, trying to discern any sounds coming from the guest quarters. He could hear Matriana's loud voice, though not quite well enough to make sense of her words...<br/><br/>Listening intently, he didn't notice what Aulus was doing until the man was already by Sorcha's side, offering her a handful of water. For a moment, he just stared, not quite believing his eyes, then, "What are you doing?" His voice was harsh, scolding. He almost said more, then bit his tongue. Surely his speaking up would be enough to remind Aulus that it was not-done for a guest to interfere with the way his host treated his slaves? For any man to interfere with the way another man treated his property? He met the soldier's eyes then, blue as a cloudless sky, innocent-looking, and sighed. Aulus had not meant badly, though he had been very foolish. "I too would like to see her better treated," he told the man plainly. "But it is not my decision. Take it up with the Dominus if you wish. Though I'd wait until he's in a better mood if I were you."<br/><br/>Just then, the slave arrived to tell them they were required on the balcony.<br/><br/>"Come," Autolycus told Sorcha, then took a step forward and gave a small tug on the chain, letting her know he expected her to follow and hoping she'd come willingly.