Lexi saw the collar and the leash and she immediately knew what that meant, oh no, she was not wearing that, it was humiliating enough being in a cage but she wasn't going to be as low as being leashed like a dog on a walk. As he opened the cage she backed off right against the bars. She was already scared of him. She would have darted through and ran away but she'd heard the terrifying story of toys who escaped their owners. She didn't want to come out, she felt safer in their than being out with him.<br/><br/>Though once he gestured for her to come out and he repeated himself she thought he might get a little angry and she didn't want violence. She somewhat hoped she could earn her freedom. She didn't want tme obey him and if she would depended on what he wanted. She didn't care if he bought her, she believed she still had free will and had her own life. She didn't care who he was and how nice he  was being. They were probably all the same, heartless and in it for the sex. She wasn't giving him anything. She slowly crawled out of the cage and stood up infront of him saying nothing with her head down. She was much shorter than him even with her heels on.