Draiss stared at him, and then shrugged, saying, "Fine, whatever, my freedom for the return of one worthless human male heir. Fair enough."<br/><br/>He leaned back, and pretended to doze off, even though all of them knew he would sooner slit his own throat rather than actually fall asleep in a room with any other humans in it. Hell, he had a hard enough time sleeping when he knew that humans were nearby. But one day, he thought, one day he would return all his pain, anger, and humiliation to these bastards.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Zelda felt herself trying to back away from this...Tamer. Something was horribly wrong, and to her horror she realized that she was backing away from him. He looked at her, and her instincts screamed for her to defend herself, but she restrained herself, barely, only a step back from where she had been when he had entered the room. She replied, confused, not with her name, because pokegirls did not have names, but instead with her designation, "Charamanda 4d."