"Nothing.  You'll be another street urchin who disappeared.  The Police won't question your appearance, but your family will look for you, but there will be no leads to follow, no one who saw anything and not a thing connecting you with our family.  You'll have vanished like a puff of smoke."<br/><br/>He doesn't want to take off the spreader bars.  Still.  He looks at her consideringly.  Time for carrot, "I suppose."<br/><br/>Lazily, he reached over her left hand undid clasp.  He'd allow her to take care of the rest.  He leaned back on his arms, watching her incase she tried anything.  They always tried something.  "If you don't obey and come to me like a good little pet, you'll find yourself yearning for the freedom of the spreaders."