As his training had taught him, he sized up the woman before following her out of the mansion. She didn't look like much of a threat, but half of their unit looked none threatening too. You just couldn't be too careful with anyone. He gave a laugh at the mention of an angry girlfriend. "No, no angry girlfriends. Just an old ... partner who takes it has her responsibility to keep me in line," he explained, thinking of Max again. He wondered what she'd say about being called his partner. Sure they had been paired as breeding partners during her short time in Manticore, but that was the last thing she probably wanted to be labeled as. "And how about you? Am I going to have an angry boyfriend to beat off?" He remembered that she had called him Dean, and Alec had seen several of those Dean guys running around. All with his face.
As they walked towards the bar, he found himself curious about her. He'd spent most of his time at the mansion either in the bar or in his room. He didn't give much thought about everyone else trapped there. But he was now wondering how she knew this Dean guy. "So," he began, starting up the conversation. "What did you do before you found yourself here?"