Setsun looks over the gigantic man, his stomach turning slightly and his cheeks flushed as he becomes painfully aware of how disgusting and humiliating he looks. He takes a step closer to the man, trying to get a good look at the male's face. If he was ever remotely attractive, that would be at least some consolation to Setsun's miserable position. He looked over the oppulence, more riches than any man had a right to be. He almost prefered the dirt of the arena.<br/>