"My name is Griffin not sir." Griffin told her. "You might as well use my name. What's your name?" he asked he couldn't just call her slave or servant. He needed something else to call her. "I know crossing this bridge will be difficult and overwhelming." he knew because he felt the same way. Oddly in a lot of ways she had had more freedom then he had. He headed across the bridge. He knew from this day forward his life would never be the same.