Alexi hums softly, rolling the name around in his mind. He smiles slightly at the faint hint of pride in the man's voice at announcing his title along with it. [i]'Not mean anything? Not if I can help it. If I have my way, not only will it mean exactly what it use to, but it will mean so much more in annals of history'[/i] He chuckles lightly to himself, cut short by a faint throb in his wrist. His eyes tail back to the vampire and he tilts his head tot he side in worry.

A part of him would love to loose him from his chains, but while he no longer fears for his life, if his plan is to be successful, Erik can not be allowed to leave his room. He has great respect for the male, and trust, as much as he can afford, but there is little he can do against what little reason, it's voice very quite at times, that still resides in his slowly fading mind. He rolls his head from side to side, trying to come up with a polite way to tell him it's not so much a mater of trust but as one of practicality, when suddenly the rocking stops, his head snapping to a stop in an upright position.

[i]'I am not sure this will be an improvement, but I can at least make the offer. It will be a little more freedom, but he will still, essentially, be a prisoner'[/i] He hums at the thought, but eventually nods and looks to Erik with a soft apologetic smile. I can not risk you leaving the room. Forgive me that, however I can offer you a bit more freedom.” He looks to Joseph with a smile. “You recall those new collars, the ones that keep slaves in a designated area? I have a box of them in the basement.” Look back to the bound man he once again looks apologetic. “It may be more on the head insulting, but if Joseph sets up the buffers on all the windows and both doors into the hall, you would be free to walk around the room and the bathroom.”

His free hand comes up to rub at his temples, his mind screaming at him to sleep so he can recover. “The collars are humane, in their own way. They keep a slave for exiting an area, but the magic in them simply pushes them back. It does not shock them or anything. As long as Joseph covers the exits properly, I have no problem with you wandering around in here. . .I trust you at your word that you will try and comply with my plan.” His voice grows quieter as he speaks, slight pauses between each sentence. 

“I would. . .I would have Joseph hold on to the remote, so you do not have to feel like I have control of you, and since the manual functions only work at close range, he would not be able to do anything to you unless he is in the room with you.” His head falls but he manages a faint smile that both vampires would be able to see. “Joseph hates slavery as much if not more than I do, so I do not think you have much to fear with him at the controls. . .If you do not mind the collar idea, Joseph will set it up tonight. . .” He falls silent, his fist balling up on his forehead. He does not like the feeling of his wits slipping away from him.