Bre listened as Helkior talked and certain words caught in her head. The one that screamed the loudest, was relationship.<br/>"And what exactly is our relationship?" She asked. A million questions popped into her head and she tried to find the important ones.<br/>"How do you mean, you own my soul? What does that mean? Does that mean I'm wholly yours forever? What does that mean for me? Will I have my own freewill?" She bit off the questions.<br/>"I'm not all human. I am already half dead, Death took some of me, but I got away." She bit her lip. "I am a half-being. Half here and half gone. My heart is gone. My joy and happiness ripped from me, my soul is the only thing I have left." She crossed her arms and pulled them into herself, trying to keep her mind together. "Can you promise me, you won't hurt me. You won't force me to do anything I don't want, and I get to keep my memories." She knew she was taking a huge chance, but she had to. "I can't lose you." She said out loud and her heart hammered a reply.