Grew puzzled at his words, he was in prime position to strike yet he stood there talking to her as if this were a normal conversation. She wasn't sure if he was trying to lull her into a false sense of security or maybe he was on drugs...but he acted to well put together for that. She was having a conversation with herself, trying to reason out his behavior. Slowly now she pulled her limbs free of the materials tangle then glanced at the ring, she wondered what would happen if she just went along with this, would he let her live?. She reached out and picked up the ring and put it on her finger, it felt hot to the touch when it slid into place on her finger, it felt like it was tightening down making a snug fit, for a minute she looked down watching her hand, ok, this is crazy, there's a..well she didn't know if he was a killer or just a crazy person in her apartment and shes concerned about a piece of jewelry. A few quick blinks brought her out of her thoughts and she pushed herself up and looked at him with still wide scared eyes. "Ok..see I'm up..I have the ring on...and I swear..if you leave now..I won't call the cops" Her voice trembled but at least she could think clearly, now she had half a chance of making it out of this intact.<br/>