<div class="floatright">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/a3af2715-5c48-431c-998f-ee41b8356baa/dde54aq-70e10b45-529b-4519-aa7c-4acd7d03efe4.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcL2EzYWYyNzE1LTVjNDgtNDMxYy05OThmLWVlNDFiODM1NmJhYVwvZGRlNTRhcS03MGUxMGI0NS01MjliLTQ1MTktYWE3Yy00YWNkN2QwM2VmZTQucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.qLOaog1qruejaa7IXXKVOGOcnPL4g1R_45gkKhomjeo)</div>The Hellhound looked over to her when she knelt at his feet and drew his attention by holding his hand. Listening you what was said she seemed truly immersed in her role in regards to him being a noble and her a dancer. It gave him much to think on as he paced slowly about and around the bathing tent waiting on her. To be honest, he wasn't getting the connection. He was a bounty hunter and had no noble blood in him. But he eventually understood that rising higher than ones station might allow would require impossible decisions. Sacrifices that could involve the death or ill fate of another close to him. It was not a thought he relished. Once that was done he walked back to have a lot at Hawk and his situation. Hawk wasn't going anywhere due to being both under guard and manacled. But he wanted to double check that as he and his potential accomplices were proving quite good at thwarting the bounty hunters plans.<br/><br/>After having checked on his captive, the Hellhound took the time she bathed to clear his head. Eventually he returned to check on her. He thought of what he could do for her since he felt he hadn't properly made amends for his past failures. Perhaps a meal that was more than trail rations was in order. Thus when she was dried off and clean he would quickly peruse with her over some fruit and cheese and a loaf of bread. Just something to make her feel appreciated in a private setting.