[ See, he's very polite! For a so-called jailer. Xenk nods seriously as Jarlaxle reiterates his preference—it's good the man knows what he wants. Certainly rough treatment is something one would have to make very clear to a man as good-natured as Xenk, so this is helpful.

But just in case: ]

You wish to be treated roughly. I shall not hold back my strength, then.

[ Xenk clutches him to his chest, making a hasty retreat to his apartment now that they have Jarlaxle's hat. There's really no need to dawdle, and it's not like the drow is heavy in any way for Xenk Yendar. The walk (more like jog) will be shorter than you'd think. ]

I shall not waver. But should you make any attempt to escape, I will hold you personally responsible.