She watched mutely as he stole a piece of her fruit, eating the rest of them quickly, having become used to the idea that any food she was given could just as easily been taken away. She seemed to shrink down as Winger mused about buying her, trying to look smaller, shielding herself.<br/><br/>"I...I haven't been trouble." She looked at him, pain in her eyes as he joked about her life ending with a gurgled, painful scream, her body ripped and torn around some ogre's cock. "Why...why would you say something like that?"<br/><br/>She finished her meal, nodding to the diminutive creature. "I'm ready. A...as ready as I'll ever be."