<span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #40BF00"><div style="text-align: center;">When his suddenly was on top of hers, re-locking the door, she turned around with a slightly shocked look, especially when he called her a child. Her eyes narrowed slightly, but she had mini flash backs of the night before, when he had her captive. He fed her, made sure she was okay, asked why she was upset, and was gentle with her. He could have been much rougher, like in the movies where people are beaten or even raped. But he did none of that, he was kind and soft with her, and now...I guess he had just saved her life. Looking down as he asked her to sit down and talk, biting her lower lip she nodded slightly. Walking over to the bed and sitting down as she looked over to him slowly, "I'm...sorry, I should be more grateful of you. W-what is it you wish to talk about..." she asked in a low slightly embarrassed voice.</div></span></span>