His comment just as easily made her bounce up to being fully standing, almost as if something bit her. How was she to respond to that?... Her face just as much was still rosy with her thoughts. "Most male slaves are... well.. lacking.. as their previous owners made it so they would be better focused for working.... My father never really cared ether way...." She turned her head lightly, almost trying to hide the fact she might have been looking at other male slaves even before she was sent away for schooling. "Most are probably not very healthy anyways... Like rats spreading illness." Her face then actually paled with her own words, she hadn't known where this male had been, aside with her feline... but then again she had no idea where that cat had been ether... She shook the thought sharply from her mind knowing fair and well everyone was healthy and fit, and while Mesa was a feline in heat, she typically choose her playmates with some common scene...<br/><br/>Eileen then coughed trying to bring herself to look back at him. "...I just have never seen anything like you.... and others typically talk ill of slaves...." It was then some light actually was starting to shine on why this was actually worried about her feelings regarding this stallion... how foul others talked of slaves and how somehow she would become that filth if she got too involed... but yet standing be for her was hardly the case... In fact it was almost the most luring thing she had ever seen... Her own point proven as she slowly started to reach out for him once again.