"Yeah, they're good to us. They're not stupid. You catch more mice with cheese than poison. Please don't take that to mean I trust them in any way, I do not, but as far as places to be held and people to be held by go...."

Mat shrugs, obviously not living in fear of his Thornean overlords. It's not a preferred situation, no, and he's certain a catch is coming eventually. But for now...it seems pretty quiet.

"They give us almost anything we want, they let us live in luxury without asking much in return, we're fed as much as we want, and that doesn't stop even if you're making your own money. All that they've ever asked is some help here with critters that need it. And they compensate us, and if we say 'no' there's no consequence. Really they treat us more like rare prized pets than potential soldiers. I don't think any option is particularly good, but I know I'd rather be with the people who at least see me as a living being and not a resource to use."

Besides...he can learn to control his powers in Thorne.