His gaze catches hers and he looks over to see what she is viewing. Dark brows are knitted together, trying to piece what she could possibly be thinking, then she asked the cost of the slave.
"...Are you wanting to free her?" He whispers this, leaning into her, weight on the hand upon her thigh, "Is that what you're wondering?" He sincerely hoped not.
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Date: 2015-07-13 10:36 pm (UTC)"...Are you wanting to free her?" He whispers this, leaning into her, weight on the hand upon her thigh, "Is that what you're wondering?" He sincerely hoped not.