Val stared at those eyes.
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"O-Oh?" He managed, "T-That one?" He asked furrowing his brows slightly before regaining his stance. "That one lacks discipline, we're still learning to break him". He said.
"But look..." Galifian gestured towards the other cells trying to deviate the Captain's attention from Val to the red haired and the blue eyed slaves.
"These ones on the other hand, have been carefully groomed to satisfy the Lustries". He praised them as the red haired slave smiled in satisfaction, feigning shyness when Galifian's eyes strolled towards him briefly.
They were never really a match for me anyway He thought, watching his fellow cell mates from the side of his eyes with an I-told-you-so kind of shrug.
In his head, he was the prettiest of them all and no one was a match for him.
But even though Galifian suggested these slaves, Valdes eyes never moved from the tiny figure.
