Drakmir blinks as she gives him an odd expression. Him naming her and that he is going to give her clothes does not direct the response he would have thought. Her training mentally had been thorough it seems. "Alanna may I ask you what sort of skills you possess? What things have you learned from your training as a slave?" The minotaur asked her while his hands remained playing with her bottom. Despite being her master he has not seen one look of lust from her at all. Sure he knew some might not but his playing with her bottom usually could be seen as a suggestion into what he wants. Most slaves would know what that meant. But she has not even reacted to his touch.<br/><br/>Perhaps she has not been used at all? Maybe she has not been trained in these sorts of things. Drakmir is conflicted because a part of him knows she is his property and that he can do whatever he wants with her. But at the same time he also knows it would feel off if he just forced himself on a slave who doesnt know such things. He is not some beast who only fucks anything with a pussy. He has standards even if they are pretty basic. "I only ask as I wish to know so that when the quest truly begins I can know what to count on you for and what I will need to do to compensate. I need to know especially if I need to hire others. Personally I enjoy working alone but I also know the dangers of doing so when I am lacking in certain skills." Drakmir explained.