She hadn't expected such an avalanche of words from the girl.  Good god where was the off button?  She just stared at her, blinking, trying to put pieces of it all together.  she realized that this woman was, apparently, what Drawke..  Sir..  whatever the hell he was wanted her to be someday..  although gods if he wanted her to be -that- fucking perky he should snap her neck and stick her on the grounds like he'd threatened to do if she starved herself.  She did -not- do perky.<br/><br/>she crossed her arms slightly, listening to what she'd said, then shaking her head faintly.  She didn't give her name, but largely because it would do no good.  this girl might come off as sweet and friendly, but she was with them, and thus -not- there to help her.  She was still silent as the girl scampered off, closing her eyes again with a sigh.  Had he prompted the girl to come down there?  was she asked to to give that speech, or was it heartfelt?  She sighed, and then blinked at him as he appeared.  she drew her knees up to her chest, resting her chin on them and thinking intently before she spoke.<br/><br/>"She is irritatingly perky..  if her words were her own then I suppose she meant well..  but forgive me if I am not inclined to trust the sort of woman who condones kidnapping..  Why force me into this life?  There are women who would give limbs to be with you, even if it meant this.. Jesus with fifty shades on the market mainstream you could have a different submissive every -day-"apparently she could be wordy too....