His eyes go back to Joseph when he begins reading his text aloud, and can not help but laugh. [i]'Not only does my brother order me to come see him, threatening me with the blame for getting fired, but my own head servant orders me to comply. What and odd household I live in. I wonder, who is the master here again?'[/i] He chuckles lightly, fully aware that his eccentricities are causing problems for his loved ones, but also feeling no real urge to change that fact now. [i]'It works, and even if they suffer now, and even if they suffer later. I know I am doing the right thing'[/i] “Okay Joseph, we shall do just that. . .” he murmurs quietly. He then turns his focus on to Erik, letting his emotions flow naturally so that the first dose will be properly effective. He does not even look to his arm as he feels the needle pierce his flesh, instead keeping his eyes locked on the captive.

He does not look away, keeping all of his focus on the vampire, not wanting to miss a moment of what is to happen next. He responds to the smile with one of his own, the warm grin staying in place even after the rebel leader's attention turns inwards after drinking the mixture. [i]'Took a little while for it to kick in fully, I wonder. . .'[/i] Alexi is not left wondering long and he slips off the bed with an ever widening smile at the effect the exchange seems to have on him. [i]'It looks as if the feelings are being well received. . . .Either that or he is just being overwhelmed by them. . .Either is fine as far as I am concerned'[/i]

He can not suppress the open laugh at the sight of Joseph being pulled into a strong hug, by the force of it looking to almost lift the elder off his feet, the added touch of the kiss adding new delight to Alexi's gaze. [i]'Beautiful. . .'[/i] Hi is ill prepared however when the vampire turns on him with the same treatment, his weak body little defence against the fierceness of the hug, however he does his best to hug back, his heart picking up to an incredible pace at the sweet kiss to his cheek. He flushes brightly as the other lets him go. Not in embarrassment, but in true glowing joy. Other than the smile and the flush however, Alexi does not seem all that different that usual, however being released from the hug he practically falls to his rump on the bed unable to keep his feet.

Giggling a bit Alexi at last looks away, if only for an instant, to give Joseph a warm 'See what I meant?' smile before turning his attention back to Erik as he begins speaking. His smile shrinks a bit as he recalls what happened the night before, however he waves it off with a playful pout. “Aww, I told you before, it only hurt me because of the kinds of feelings I received mixed with the intensity of them. . . .You may be noticing that after the initial surge my feelings feel quite. . .Dull compared to your own. Yours on the other hand. . .” He presses hand over his solar plexus like someone who has heartburn. “I can still feel them gnawing at me. . .Your feelings are so much stronger than my own. . .” His voice trails off around the end and his eyes fall to the ground as his feet begin kicking softly. His eyes light up once more as he looks to Erik. “It's one of the things I admire about you.” he says softly, dismissing his own discomfort.

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Rolling out of his comfy chair Uwin races to the servant's quarter’s bathing area for his morning wash. He's running a little late, but he knows he has more than enough time to get through with his morning routine without looking rushed. He waves to the other slaves, a few of them looking at him funny. Those who still find him odd are new, having very little experience of what it's like to be a slave to Master Alexi. Even some of the older ones find him odd, however they also seems to admire his spirit. Despite his position as slave, Uwin always looks as if he couldn't be happier. After his quick scrub down he dresses in the uniform one of the cleaning servants always has ready for him and with a bow, he races off to his waiting room, his breakfast already waiting for him. 

[i]'These guys are good!'[/i] He can not help but laugh a bit, feeling almost like a master himself with all the service the other slaves provide him because of his position as head driver for Alexi Vandros. Munching down his salad, complete with honey and lily petals, he pulls out the daily planner to once more make sure he has memorized the contents before settling back for some relaxing music Alexi had found him years ago of a choir, singing in his native language. He lets out a long sigh, and despite his lowly place in the world, the spry wood elf slave feels content.