Lorsh
Varlot
The tenseness of the women increases when you remind them that they have become mere pieces of property, but they seem surprised, then somewhat relaxed after you tell them that they have a chance of eventually being set free- and all without having to be subjected to any form of sexual servitude. The women appeared to have assumed that they were to be treated as carnal objects, as implicated by the fact that they were probably only spared on account of being female.
The sergeant takes a deep breath, before exhaling. She seems to be relieved, albeit still slightly skeptical. "Well, aren't you a fuckin' miracle worker, then. I'll take it, though... but what about Bobbi?" She nodded over at the private with the bandages wrapped around her eyes. "Are you just gonna look after her? Because I'm not sure how she's gonna repay the two hundred whatever-the-fucks you bought her for."
The sergeant takes a deep breath, before exhaling. She seems to be relieved, albeit still slightly skeptical. "Well, aren't you a fuckin' miracle worker, then. I'll take it, though... but what about Bobbi?" She nodded over at the private with the bandages wrapped around her eyes. "Are you just gonna look after her? Because I'm not sure how she's gonna repay the two hundred whatever-the-fucks you bought her for."