Deneve hated this. She felt weirdly detached as she calmly walked up to Aeryn and slapped her in the face. She felt sorry with every bit of body, but she couldn't see any other way about it. She had done it as lightly as she dared, but only way to avoid actual bloodshed was to play her role as convincinly as possible. She knew she would apologising for Aeryn about it many times after this was over.<br/><br/>"You'll have douple watches for rest of the week, slave. Maybe it would teach you to use that little head of yours."