Despite his confidence, Hiritus reacted to the pain of being beaten just as most others would. He did not take the hits without the accompanying groans or coughs, and his expression easily showed the pain. However, even with that, he was still ever defiant once there was a break in the attacks. 

"So, you do have some spirit. Did I hit on a nerve?" He said, pausing to spit out some of the blood pooling in his mouth. "How will your master react to learning her dog is misbehaving? You think she'll put you on a leash as punishment? Heh, or maybe that's exactly what you want? You do strike me as the submissive type..."

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Ahnasha looked down at Rhazii sternly. "If you're good, Rhazii, I'll find you another sweetroll, but [i]only[/i] if you're good. Keep acting up, and you'll be heading straight back to our room after this, are we clear?" 

Looking back to Fendros, Ahnasha shrugged her shoulders. "Really? That's all a bit hard to believe, honestly. I mean, a little girl gives her a necklace and all the sudden she's no longer a hateful bigot? I have a hard time accepting that. There must be some other reason for her to suddenly approach you like that. Maybe she wants something from you? I don't know what it could be, but...there has to be something. Perhaps Gallus forced her to come talk to you? Whatever it is, I'd rather just stay away from her, myself."