Michael was surprised by her question, not sure why she wanted a description but gave her one anyway.
"Let me see. Well I didn't really get to see him, he was hiding mostly... He had piercing eyes and... this may sound crazy but he was rabid looking, as in he looked like a feral dog..." He couldn't remember much about the man but he tried to remember more, though in the end he failed.

"He was very suspicious you'd know him if you see him, trust me... He didn't seem to fit here" he thought about her question for a while, then he answered with a sense of reassurance. "No, the use of the word Master is rarely used. It was pretty much never used once the there was freedom for the slaves. It's rare for someone to have a master now" he thought it over in his mind. [i]whoever that man was, he was definitely not human...[/i] he felt it in his heart, his chest pounding once he started  think about him again. "I feel as if he is still somewhere here... I feel some peculiar feeling that he is here still" he silenced himself once he realised he sounded like a paranoid freak, "ignore me, I'm just shook up from earlier"