I approach you. you're on the ground, wounded. Well, it looks like you managed to survive the battle. What should i do with you? I could make your defeat official. Or maybe, I could make you my servant. . .but, you're kinda cute. I could make you my pet. I've never had a human pet before. . . I think carefully.. . You probably want me to let you go. agh! it's so hard to decide.