Quintus watched with eager eyes as she looked him over, and thus she took him by surprise when she spit on his hard leather breastplate. He frowned...<br/><br/>He held her there, close to him for a long moment before his head fell back and he roared in laughter... "Anastasius... I like this one, she's a spirited bitch..." he said with a grin looking over to his comrade. Perhaps I'll choose to tame her myself..." he said turning back to face her with a smirk, but a serious look came upon his features and he stuck a finger near her face... "But... Be warned wench... I have no qualms about hurting you..." he said as he turned to once again start walking towards the boat, yanking her chain for her to follow, as awkward as that was...<br/>