She frowned slightly. "I'm...just sitting here. I have no option but to be naked I just hope no bug eat me alive." She finished her paga. When he tilted her chin she could feel the callouses from all the hard work he out in and smell his scent.<br/><br/>Perhaps he was right she could look at this as an exploratory mission into a new culture. But she wasn't so sure. It meant wearing a collar being his belonging to someone and not belonging in the way of marriage. No actual property. Tears welled in her eyes and she tried to look away but couldn't his grip firm yet gentle.<br/><br/>"I-I can't accept it." She looked down a tear falling slowly down her cheek. "If I do then I'm just a slave. I've lost who I am to be someone's dog. I can't do that I've worked too hard to be this person I am now." She sniffled and tried to stop the crying. But it wasn't happening and it turned into soft sobs in front of him her chest heaving with breath as she reminded herself to breath between crying.<br/><br/>Shame washed over her at her crying in front of a complete stranger, naked, in the wilderness of a strange planet where she didn't even speak the language. She had been branded and chained and collared she had no choice, sold at market like a piece of meat. It was a lot for the woman to take in despite her usual strength.<br/><br/>"You don't...get it." She said between sobs. "I had my calling back home." She wailed. "And now it's gone. Stripped from me. Literally." She sobbed not caring that she was getting his hand wet with her tears at that very moment.