To be honest, Beata didn't expect much from her slave. An informant, a porter, preferably attractive enough to also be a concubine when she felt like it – that was the extent of her demands. In short, a henchman, like all self-respecting bandits have. And Gion fit those requirements perfectly. Strong enough to carry the loot, smart enough not to try to escape, and attractive enough to warm her bed with some regularity – the further along, the more often.