"I don't really get why you'd apologize. I mean, it's not as if you locked me up in there." Niko said. He had been inside that ring for such a long time that he had trouble understanding what people said. He was especially confused when someone apologized, or when they apologized out of feeling pity. He didn't understand it, so he didn't pay much mind to it, and didn't question. Instead, he seemed to have said quietly, and turned away, his face now in the shadows of the room instead of the moonlight, "I should actually probably be thanking you for letting me out of that thing... now that I think about it... T-thanks... I guess..." Niko murmured quietly, his face slightly red since he found it embarrassing to actually be thanking someone for something. He wasn't the type of person to be thankful, he was much more selfish which is why he hid his expression by standing in the shade.
But almost immediately, his personality swapped back to it's usual, and said, "Nice to meet you too, Na-" He stopped, about to call her by her first name, but knowing that he'd probably be scolded for being rude, so he coughed, to take back what he said, and resumed, "Nice to meet you, Miss Valencia."
'What name to call me by...?' Niko wondered to himself inside of his head, 'Why... Why would anyone care about what to call me? No one cares for me, right? That's... that's impossible. Last I checked... No one... no one cared. Only that one woman did. Only that one woman... And she's been dead for years, probably half my lifetime. It's impossible for someone else to be so polite. She's probably just... she's probably got another reason behind all of a this...'
Niko seemed to have sighed quietly to himself, telling himself constantly that he was never going to be cared for again, or at least, not in that way. He then heard her ask about the blood as he nodded and looked back down on his sleeve, "I've had this happen in the past a lot. The blood will dry, and I can wash my shirt some other time."
He then noticed something, even with his bad and terrible eye sight, "Hey, are you hiding something?" Niko got off the bed and went a little closer to his mistress, "You're seeming to be holding to your blanket more tighter than before. What, are you anxious or something?" He asked.