He walked towards her, and leant down, picking up a lantern from next to her bed. He put the flame out, then threw it hard into the metal bars on the side of her cell, then turned back to her, his hair falling into place. "Were I here to kill you, I'd have just brought a cat to your cell and locked you in with it" he said simply. "If I crave a woman, I offer myself, not claim her" he told her, then looked to the glass laying in a small heap where he smashed the lantern. Drawing a torch from his guards belt, he sat it on a ledge that poked out from the rock.<br/><br/>"I'm not here to harm you, at all" he stated, allowing his eyes to wander back down to her. "Thats already been arranged" he said, not being too specific incase someone was still listening. "The mining corp heard that you're not dead, and so some of the guards have been offered quite a sum for you to be killed" he told her. "You spoke of my time coming soon, I guess its ironic that yours comes before mine, isn't it?" he asked, watching her. Hoping she'd be smart enough to know that he was really warning her. "Just goes to show your pretty little head is worth money even when you are in the slam" he said. "Alot like mine. I'm not even in here and there is a price on my head, you're not even out and there is a price on yours" he told her. "Difference is, I'm going to make it" he told her.