Donovan got the feeling she was ignoring a lot of what he said - but he said it anyway. If it came back to bite her in the ass later - well, that'd be on her for not paying attention. He got the act from her, the 'mightier than thou' or the 'more important than you' vibe rather quickly - and he was fine with that. It was something he was used to, with so many people in the city thinking they were better than everyone else. Outside the city - it didn't matter anyway. A man was a man, a woman was a woman, and animals were animals. Of course, being a werefox, Donovan wasn't really sure which category Aza fit into. Maybe both.<br/><br/>She sure seemed to dismiss the mention of Dean with a casual wave of her hand. Dean, the one that had scared her so easily. Would she be so dismissive the next time Donovan's shadow-self came calling? Part of him wanted to see, to find out, just to see if Aza would swallow some of that pride. But Donovan knew that was an unkind thought, and quickly sought to quell it.<br/><br/>She was rooting through the clothing drawers, almost as if looking for something in particular. With her back to him, Donovan couldn't help but enjoy the view. Shapely, young, supple and firm... He wondered for a brief moment if all werefox women were built that way, but then her voice broke his chain of thought.<br/><br/>Aza asked if he was 'accepting commands', and Donovan smirked at her, folding his arms across his chest. "I suppose that depends on what they -are-, your highness," he responded, the same gentle hint of sarcasm in his tone. "Ask for something reasonable, and you just might get it. Ask for something unreasonable and, well... you won't."<br/><br/>He did get a nice glimpse of her body as she wiggled - quite enticingly, in Donovan's eyes - into the clothes she had selected. He rolled his eyes as she ripped the sides of the shirt - maybe it was one of Dean's? No... of course not. It was one of Donovan's. Oh well, it would be easily replaced at some point. And really, it had been a small price to pay for the generous look he had gotten of her nudity. There were some men in the city who have paid a lot of silvers for such a view.<br/><br/>Then she began with her questions, starting with her fear of being traded as she reached in to find something to use as a belt of sorts. He let her finish with her list of questions, patiently waiting for her to catch her breath so he could speak. When he she finally stopped speaking, ending with her questioning him what he thought the fox could get him, he just shook his head.<br/><br/>"I have no intentions of 'trading' you at all - unless the vizier's men catch up to us and have us cornered - at which time I would trade you for our lives," he said. "But if all goes as planned, we'll be safely out of town soon enough - and I'll have you sent back to your master - since that is where you want to go so badly. No trade required."<br/><br/>The way she had arranged the cord, around her upper body like some sort of clothing-puzzle, accentuated her curves in a very distracting way.<br/><br/>"The drow was not with us to start. I have no idea what she had planned for you, but knowing drow... you were likely headed for some rich drow's dinner table," he said, cracking the faint hint of a smile. Drow ate most any kind of meat - or so the stories went.<br/><br/>"We would give you back because... we aren't in the business of kidnapping for ransom - unless that ransom buys our lives, of course," he admitted. "If we don't have to do that, you'll go free, so you can run back home to curl at your master's feet."<br/><br/>She began to 'alter' her outfit again, about her breasts, making them look even more... distracting.<br/><br/>"Umm... what is it that we want?" he echoed for a moment, trying to gather his senses.<br/><br/>~To slide my cock between your breasts?~ was what the darker side of his mind replied silently, urging him to say it out loud - which of course he did not... and for a moment, he wondered if that was Dean, fucking with him again.<br/><br/>"Ummm... we just want to go free. We got the gems we were looking for, and don't need anything else. You just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time and the drow thought you would be a great treasure to steal... so... what can you get us? How about a bit of cooperation? Basically, if you help us out, we'll help you out, and you'll be home before you know it," he offered, forcing his eyes up to focus on her eyes, as well.