Viloet lolled her head in frustration, as one might when reiterating a simple sentence to a slow-witted half-orc. He wasn't even taking her seriously? Really, what was this!? If he was a sexually depraved thug that wanted to fuck her, he'd have done it already... If he was the type that got off on exerting his control on helpless little halflings, he sure was giving her quite a bit of freedom to resist. Relatively speaking.<br/><br/>Her eyes widened at his suggestion, a blindfold<em>and </em>a gag!? If she couldn't give spiteful glances, then Viloet was at least content to utter harsh words. Disarmed of both implements of contempt, she was reduced to... to just<em>taking</em>it. "Aaarrgh!" She let out in frustration, wiggling her body vainly under her restraints, "What do you want!?"