"Sure, sure." Styx inwardly rolls his eyes about being lectured on spontaneity.

"No, I sold him into slavery because that's where he needed to go." Styx settles back. Might as well go into the full thing. "Wasn't expecting him to get sent to the fighting arena on the first day, but that's what you get when you try to fight the foreman."

"...I got him out. He's not still angry about it." But Styx still feels bad.