<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9b/Yulafractae.jpg)</div><br/>"Even if we were enemies for our fight," the fox begins, locking eyes with the drow to show her sincerity, "I will admit that you are quite the duelist, and quite the dance partner." Yula replaces her rapier once the drow proves trustworthy and honorable, at least for the time being.  "Captain, I would fear for the lives of any other adventurer who might wander down here, if the monster in the lake didn't drag them into the depths first." She backed up a bit, giving the devoted soldier time to take in his captain's words.  "You have a devoted soldier, captain. One would be envious above-ground, I assure you of that." She adds, nodding slowly once again. Perhaps the drow woman wouldn't believe her, but it truly didn't matter to her right now. She would be done with this place soon enough.<br/><br/>"I'm glad to see that you are an honorable woman, and that your soldier is as well, Captain. I assure you that I can be trusted, for I do not wish to engage in any more senseless killing if I am able to avoid it, and my weapon would look quite disgusting painted in red." She attempted to make a half-joke, perhaps a poor choice in this situation. When the drow pulls out the collar, Yula nearly does a double take, her gaze reflecting unpleasant thoughts and what almost seems to be fear, before she masks it. "I...see. Your plan makes sense, but," She pauses, shaking her head and folding her arms, "What will you tell them if they see the injury upon your hand? I don't think I would believe it if someone told me that a rat happened to pierce their fair skin to produce such a wound, captain." She eyes the collar warily for several moments, finally unfolding her arms and using one to take the collar from the drow.<br/><br/>"I accept." She says simply, fitting the terrible thing around her neck and, with a sigh, clasping it shut, flinching slightly at the sound of it. "I will trust you."