Once he released his grip on her, Sonja sagged slightly before she bolted away from him. It felt as if his hands were imprinted on her back and head so tightly had he held her. After she was some distance back, she turned so that she could keep a wary eye on him as she backed her way to the door where she had entered from. Yet she stops, suddenly aware that as of so far he has kept his end of the bargain, to the letter. Somehow she did not have trouble seeing him hoisting a boar around just to see her squirm.<br/><br/>Speaking as if she were speaking to a child, very slow and deliberate though her voice was hard rather then soothing, Sonja replied with, "I am afraid that you might have misinterpreted things. You see, often when people are being sarcastic they will say outlandish things to prove their point. My point was, I would not be sharing a wedding night with you ever..Ever."