Kayden had commanded fighting men before not months ago. As the woman opened his cage, he inspected his allies and drew up a few conclusions of his own. Mostly that it was a far more unique bunch than he was used to, which was saying something. He often allowed anyone into his free company, no matter their nationality. As long as they were loyal and did the work. 

Then Dulcena held out her hands to unshackle him, and he held out his wrists in turn for her to do so. The look she gave him was something he hadn't expected, but there was a glint in his eyes as his gaze met hers. It wasn't an unwelcome prospect, and his days spent in the dungeon had been incredibly dry. Apart of him counseled against it, mostly because of the rumors surrounding her. But he often ignored such things. What was wrong with a bit of danger? 

Rubbing his wrists, he gave Dulcena a wink and a bow, before catching up with the rest of the group. "I think it matters to the man," Kayden pipped in casually as he fell in beside the others. He shrugged. "But I suppose all we can do is care about our own fortunes, eh?"  

Kayden hopped into one of the carriages, almost perturbed to sit inside a small enclosed space again. But if it led to food and a good rest, along with perhaps a bath...