She looked more than a bit frustrated at his response; he sounded like a child that was being chided by his parents. Unexpectedly, she felt herself pressed against his chest. Her cheeks and ears turned a bright pink. Her arms were limp against her sides, uncertain of what to do, she spoke. "I already decided to go with your plan, even if it means I might hurt or killed. You are taking a massive risk, you know, thinking of me as 'precious'."<br/><br/>She felt herself be released and she picked up a few pieces of wood for the fire. Her mind continued to swarm with thoughts, feelings she didn't completely comprehend. She stood up again, arms filled with dead wood, and faced him, "You might be part human, but you are still my master. I don't like the idea, true, but I still have to listen to you. So, tomorrow, if I do something stupid, not on purpose of course, but still. If I do something, you can't hold back on the punishment..." Her shoulders tightened at the thought of a whip lashing her back, or something equally painful.