"If I sat and meditated what is to stop you from taking advantage of your position?" Again he teased without tonal inclination toward the joke. He stood with his hands behind his back again, a typical pose really, and his head tilted to the side. Kennet mused inwardly that she would not be so calm if she remembered what his meditations looked like while in his room. Even still, he did not wish to meditate and feel the bindings anymore than the Management had forced upon him earlier.