Smirking at the responses of his companions, he follows the waitress kittengirl as she expresses her happiness. "Some communication doesn't require words Tannis," his stone is far calmer now, "some battles you must fight in the small scale until the right battlefield comes to spread it across to the many." Looking upon his companions and understanding that they are unsure of the girl and more so unsure of himself, he simply smiles in satisfaction that he's been able to free the girl from her rather inappropriate imprisonment. Glancing back at the guards, Alsten knows that the girl will effectively have to become his slave in order to interact with the world, and he'll have to become her owner, including in his companions eyes, though he can feel the darker desires in his heart inching forward readying to pounce upon the kittengirl.<br/><br/>Alsten walks up to the ex-waitress catgirl, who even now is rubbing against Tannis, who is clearly shocked at ths turn of events, and Asuna who is already cursing the two of them and probably will be for a long time, and merely shrugs with a cheshire grin upon his lips. He heads over to the fallen kittengirl and help her up, one hand gripping in her hair firmly but not yet painfully. His fiery eyes meet hers, standing noticably taller than the poor bloodied and dried kittengirl, he shakes his head and smiles a bit of human warmth on features never quite meant to express gentler emotions. Holding a finger to her lips, he speaks to her calmly, "I know you understand everything I am saying, for the time being please do not speak. You've been freed from incarceration and imprisonment, possibly even execution by those guardsment, if not use as a barracks whore for however long you could physically hold out. But this rescue isn't all that it's cracked up to be, you are my responsibility now, that means in the eyes of the world you're nothing but property, a slave, and as far as the world needs to know you are my slave now, you will have to appear as such, in every way, nod if you understand what this means, if you accept becoming my property and all that it will entail" His eyes stay focused upon hers, looking down into her exotic slits, her form barely clothes, beaten and bloodied, "My companions won't defend you unless you are my property in their eyes and in your actions, day and night you'll need to obey me.<br/><br/>As he is speaking calmly but forcefully to her, he pulls harder on her hair, pulling her bodily up slightly, closer to his lips, slowly inching her slender lithe body closer to him, until she's pressed firmly against the warm mithril of his armor, the ragged remnants of his traveler's clothing, the heat of his bare skin brushing against her thighs.<br/><br/>"If you agree, go over and silently ask one of my companions for rope and bring it back to me for your leash." Alsten slowly lowers her back to the ground, sliding her down the front of his body, his gaze never leaving hers. Before releasing her to go beg the rope of his companions for her temporary leash, his slides his hand down her smooth dirty back, his strong fingers slipping and caressing down her spine to her firm ass before delivering a hard smack that rocks her hips so that she ends up rubbing herself against his leg. Whispering into her ear, his voice thick and husky with lust, "go and show them you are my slave, and then we'll get you well cleaned up and fucked properly later."