Before the two of you, legs folded and tied to her body with as much rope and leather straps as you and Chitin could gather from the love shack, was Vespa. Perched atop your bed, with the shreds of your sheets stuffed in her mouth, which was then bound down with more rope, she glared at you with her one good eye, the venom in the look almost making you forget to breathe when you saw it. You didn't like leaving her in your room, especially with Ap's cocoon, now totally exposed, in here with her. However, transporting a fully grown Changeling, and one that was taller than most others, through the hive without anyone noticing was out of the question. So you'd simply taken to making your room the prison it was, but for Vespa instead of yourself.