Ryuuko paused in her actions when Alicia asked about enslavement. She sat for a long period of time, long after Alicia stopped talking. She preferred not to think of that time. Of the long years alone in that room with only her reflection staring back at her. Words barely heard through the surfaces. No one. She was alone. All alone. "I do not wish to talk anymore," Ryuuko said softly, but not in a sad way. There was a bitterness to it.
She knew that Alicia didn't meant to bring it up, not exactly, but the subject was a little sore for Ryuuko. She was a dragon. An apex predator. She'd been kept for so long on her own. And then Blake came walking into her cage.
Instinctively, she reached out, taking the Toothless doll from nearby and tucked it under her arm. It was her first gift from Blake, and it was her favorite. It was soft and felt nice, and yet it was much more than that for her.