"Fuck." Sollux didn't think so either. Someone owning him wasn't in their best interest, in his interest maybe he could deal with, but they'd learn quickly that he wasn't a submissive sort even if he was forced into it. That was one of his bigger do-not-wants. He escaped that narrowly by the game coming around or he might have ended up incredibly indentured. "Okay. Well I guess that's the answer to that."

His long fingers pushed his glasses up into his hair so he could rub his hands on his face and then pull them back onto the bridge of his nose. This was going to be harder to ignore than he thought. "They can deep throat my entire bulge, down to the root, before I'll let someone boss me around. I'm done with that shit."

None of this was what he wanted to hear and to see a troll being put down on the totem pole where there were humans above them was a little stomach churning. "Don't go without food, if no one will get it for you, or sell it to you, I'm sure I can at least get you food." That was the only extension of not being a flipflopping participant while he tried to get his barrings, but they were a proud race and he wanted to keep it that way. He didn't want to insult her, she was capable, but if it came to it he could at least lend a hand.