Russ sighed, "No, I know it's not the same. And I don't expect that of you." He was suddenly very tired. "Enjoy your bath." He walked out leaving Noctis to himself, as he was swiftly getting the urge to drown him. All Russ wanted right now, was to shower and go to bed. Why did the kid have to make everything so hard? This wasn't working out the way he had imagined.
He went to his own bathroom and started the shower. For a long time, Russ stood letting the near scalding water run over his neck and shoulders. Trying not to think about what to do with his reluctant slave. He didn't want to fight with him over every last little thing, nor did he want to hurt him. But if Noctis didn't start cooperating soon, Russ was afraid that he'd have to become aggressive with him. Or do what he had originally planned and dump him back at the auction house and have done with him.