The light post-sex moment filled with joking and banter helps to remind Keelan what being normal felt like, too. Not only was it refreshing, but it helped to make him smile like he had before his nightmare started.

"I know." Keelan said, certain of his answer. He didn't know Fae well - who could say they did, being in each others company for the short length of time they had - but something in him knew that he was an honorable man. Something told him that it wasn't a lie, because there was no reason to lie. So far, their time spent in each others company had been honest. Keelan had no interest in breaking or betraying that. "This room has been my prison for three years. If you'll take me with you, I'll go, but leaving won't be easy with the guards around."

His hands slid along Fae's sides, tracing muscle gently, until he abandoned it to brush pink hair away from the other man's eyes. "When we leave, we can take what we can carry from this room to sell for money, most of it's expensive silk or gold so master could bolster the price for me. But if it's all the same to you, I'd love to keep the oils. We're probably going to need them." He finishes off with a wink, smile turning more cheeky.