'Enjoy it'? This human must have been quite a fool to even think she could 'enjoy' being a slave. "If you think I'm going to enjoy any of this, human..." Her soft voice had a hint of anger in it, hatred, even, "Then you're a fool." This was followed by a slight laugh. "You'll 'make' me enjoy being here? Is that a threat, human?" Defiant of him as she had been this whole time, she stood up fully, and added, perhaps as a way to show that she was still hers, and did not, in her mind, belong to him, "And my name is Nyx."<br/><br/>With those words said, she walked calmly to the campfire, sitting in front of it and watching the flames. While she wanted nothing more than to run away from all of this, to be free and not be 'owned' as she so stated, she simply could not find the will to do so. Perhaps it was a residual effect of the ball used to capture her... She wasn't sure.