Lazuli gazed with resentment in his azure eyes, crossing his arms and letting out a scoff. "Caring for me is not within your concern; you forever thwart my bids for escape," he protested at the brothel security guard, his beautiful face twisted into disdain and hurt feelings. "Your sole interest lies in the coin I generate for the collective coffers," he continued scathingly. After that, he turned away again with a huff, and looked out the window at the clouds drifting by.