Anon couldn’t help but chuckle at her enthusiasm. There wasn’t an ounce of malice in her, perhaps because her mind was rewritten to believe enslavement to truthfully be a good thing, but he could tell she genuinely thought her friends being enslaved would be a good thing for them. Truthfully, it might. With her being under his control, he could erase her stress and other negative emotions with a simple command, ensuring she remained happy always. Still, even with her enthusiasm, he could only shake his head left and right at her suggestions.