Leila winces somewhat at her words. "Sai, I'm not sure you understand the terms that you're here on, because you weren't calm when you cam in. I want you to calm down so that I can talk to you, and that you'll listen to me. Anyway, you're not my slave, you're... You're like an unpaid maid. I'll ask you to do things for me, but if you can't do them, or if you really, really don't want to for a personal reason or something, I won't make you. In return for you doing what I ask, I'll try to help you out with things that you want, buy you things, and so on. And trust me, Sai, I've never touched a whip in my life. Wait, no, I've never<span style="font-style: italic">held</span>a whip in my life. I can't deny being on the receiving end, though..."