"They are called Syshin," Solae said coldly in a voice so full of frigid contempt that the Inyorin, despite having poor common tongue comprehension, flinched at the tone Solae had assumed. All warmth had drained from her features; she truly appeared every bit the detached marquise as she stared the prisoner impassively. What empathy Solae had for the rest of the living world could not root itself in this depraved individual. The fable of the two sisters immediately sprung to mind and she considered that this heavily injured man in front of her exemplified the type of person that would need to be killed in order for their evil to be mitigated for the safety of all.

"I only see one animal in front of me," the highborn noblewoman continued as she knelt on the floor. Even with the bindings Solae was cautious to stay close to Rene in the unlikely event their captive broke free. As she did not intend to appeal to his humanity it was extremely likely his emotions would flare into vitriol that would flood his body with adrenaline. Surges of wrath had been known to, on occasion, produce superhuman bursts of strength. "And I am looking at him. The Syshin do not enslave their own kind or others for sexual gratification. Only a [i]beast[/i] could be so primal."

"You bitch!" the prisoner cursed as he spat towards her feet. A vein throbbed in his forehead and his muscles tensed reflexively. He was not used to being bound, much less when someone was provoking him with insults. Had he been free he would have unquestionably harmed Solae either through brute force or the type of torture she had so recently alluded to. His gaze flickered up at the soldier who was a statue of unfeeling and injured protector of the diplomat. Every ounce of him seethed malevolence and his eyes did not conceal his murderous intentions.

"I would think carefully about what you call the person who is here to determine what to do with you," she remarked icily. "The Syshin try not to take a life unless they have to, but I am not certain that the man behind me is quite so forgiving as they are. What were you going to do with the female Syshin you were abducting? Keep them as pets?"

Enro made a face that displayed displeasure at any Syshin being a pet but he remained silent; Solae was being abrasive so as to make the man's tongue loose. As she was more proficient with conversation and manipulation of this sort he would follow her lead- no matter how insulting the line of questioning was. The blonde lady of the Stellar Empire had proven her compassion and loyalty towards his people so he was obliged to trust it would not falter now or in the future.

"You're out of your fucking mind if you think we'd keep them at the plantation!" he erupted, taking her words as a sort of personal insult. The slaver would have ravaged Solae, and subjected her to physical atrocities, but the Syshin did not appeal to him as much as his cliente. Keeping them near the place they had been taken from would be almost as bad as business as keeping the merchandise indefinitely. "You are out of your depth," he growled. "I could take this whole place, including you and that pretty boy behind you, off world and turn a tidy profit before you could blink. The whole damn world is looking for you- at least with me you'd have had a fun ride before being the duke's slut."

As the prisoner's face turned purple with malice and spittle flew off his lips Solae felt herself flinch both at the visual change and the reference to Rene. The man immediately recognized her momentarily weakness and laughed, capitalizing on the rush of power he had when he realized the hopelessness of the scion and her lackey marine. "That's no hired gun, is it? Tell me, pretty boy, do you want to know how your little missus squirmed when me and my men pinned her to the ground? You stupid shits- you're already dead and you don't even know it!"

Solae stood and turned towards Enro before the slaver could see glistening tears forming in the edges of her eyes. Her voice was still hard as she spoke to the slaver behind her. "I'll see that you're more [i]restrained[/i] before we continue," she stated before turning down the hall and out of his sight. Enro motioned to the Inyorin, chattering in Syshi, as they debated what more they could do to make their prisoner uncomfortable and unable to move that would not outright kill him.