"Who am...I?" Kodama's full lips pursed, her brow furrowing as she *thought*, murmuring to herself; Then, her eyes flashed with realisation, and she straightened! "I got it!" the girl said, cheerfully! "I...don't remember!"<br/><br/>Crickets.<br/><br/>When the dust had settled, her eyes travelled to the dictionary in his hands, a little wince sawing from her throat at the rough treatment- Try as she might, she couldn't hide that it made her, well,<em>nervous</em>...In fact, Kodama was watching it, warily, like a coiled snake, afraid it would spring to life...<br/><br/><em>"Why would I be your Master?"</em>she mimicked, shifting on the cool floor; "W-well, that's...You have the *book*, right? And you called me- I thought...I, um..." Demurely, she rubbed at her cheek, casting her gaze down and to the side. "I mean...Don't you<em>want</em>me, Master?"<br/><br/>A slight tremble of her lower lip, the faintest hint of misting in her eyes...And a small shift that accidentally-on-purpose drew attention to her sleek, bare legs. Tt was a masterfully done performance, coy and wistful at once...The kind that would've set any red-blooded male stammering!