Yasmin looked at Red Sun, eyebrows rising, but she bit back what she wanted to say. She wanted to ask if she truly felt that sort of loyalty to their beast of a master--but thought better of it. It might not have anything to do with loyalty, but with logic--if Cassius tried to take their kills, their master wouldn't fight him. Their master would make them fight him.
And the conversation regarding loyalty or lack thereof was not one she should be having in front of a slaver.
"You would have to fight us both," she said instead.