<em>"Excellent..."[/</em>i] Callisto rolled her eyes vaguely at the fact that he was fairly comfortable. She had asked the question... a byproduct of years and years of torturing countless victims psychologically. Her questioning, her tone, her precise wording and the deliberate nature of her actions often designed to inspire new and interesting reactions out of her prey had become quite an art to her. She was so used to having to break her victim, to having them oppose her and needing to fight to get what she wanted from them until the fight left their own eyes.<br/><br/>There was a tone... an ambience as it were... a very subtle atmosphere that she could feed on in such cases. Here however...<em>it wasn't!</em>Cael was far too honest for her to proceed with him as a liar and indulge in the pleasure of showing him that his body did not believe the lies of his mouth. His mouth spoke sheer honesty and all she could do was dispute<em>that honesty.</em><br/><br/>In this case...<br/><br/><em>"Now... I ask again... what did the queen desire of you?"</em>She could potentially get in trouble for this later depending on how much the queen would believe him or how much more information he might volunteer to her than he would to Callisto, but right now, she was bored. Bored and tasked with the duty of babysitting him.<br/><br/><em>So she'd make the best of it.</em><br/><br/>Her left palm pressed to his chest, lightly hovering over it at first, then with a wide ranged circular motion, she let her fingers dance over the landscape of his firm flesh. The palm of her hand slid from the center of his chest to his left, she remained crouched beside him to his left, her right arm now resting over his shoulders with her hand dangling down over his right shoulder.<br/><br/><strong><em>"Tell me... everything."</em></strong>she decided to push him again. A Fae like this didn't provide the highest satisfaction by being conquered physically. Yes, if he fought it, it was very satisfying, but it was getting him to go against his own wording. It was getting him to betray something he said he wouldn't do.