Solistrae grumbled to herself as the confidence in the woman continued to grow.  But really why wouldn't she be?  Solistrae really stopped listening and for a bit didn't even think as she watched the spits being placed nearby.  Her eyes widen and she looks to Catherine as the full realization kicked in.  "W, wait... I..." she turns her gaze back on the spits, the metal gleaming in the light.  "Oh Goddess, what have those fools sold me into..."  Tears once again spring free and she lowers her gaze.  There was nothing else to say, just her sobs to help Catherine understand her victory over her.  The whip pain was minor to the thought of having the piece of metal driven through her, or to feel the fire upon her skin.  She struggles against her bonds, she attempts to break them, she squirms and thrashes about panicked.<br/><br/>"N, not even property... just a..."  Solistrae's cries softly, apparently even the servant girl was nothing else but dinner to these people.  She knew she wasn't going to die quickly, they would not like it if she died before hand.  She should have stabbed herself with the knife.  Damn that servant girl!  Had she not interfered... her crying continued unabated now.  The realization that not even her life was hers to keep and the fact that she could not bring vengeance on those that sold her off to be someone's dinner.  She collapses when her bindings keep her from moving much, her tears and cries all that was left to her momentary rebellion.