Leo's submissive pose was unexpected, but highly gratifying. As a fan of Leo's fighting career, Carrick had of course entertained a few fantasies about the werelion; who hadn't? He had never expected to ever work in partnership with him, let alone have him drop his eyes and shrink in submission like this. He drank in the sight, allowing it to linger. Perhaps Leo wasn't quite as adjusted to freedom as Carrick had thought...
"Well, I am. Money and amusement, chiefly. But I suspect there may be other benefits in our association..."