The three women are, understandably, quite terrified of the entire scenario; it was bad enough to be collared and sold, but to be sold to a mysterious figure, with such incredibly powerful magic user who whisks them away like this... only the kitsune maintains an aura of disinterested composure.<br/><br/>She arches an eyebrow, clearly not recognizing the name, but accompanies him anyway. She looks at him skeptically, as he mentions Amaterasu. "Am I to be a hostage, then? Using me to curry some favor? It won't work, you know. She doesn't think like that." The collar itself was a simple, but potent, enchantment; with a word, the collar could be used to cause the wearer to fall into a dreamless sleep, instantly unable to fight back, run away, or cause any sort of similar problems; he'd been given the command word for each of them, when he made his purchase.