[She doesn't respond right away, but her serene, tired smile wears down even further. Finally, she moves back to her own chair and sits at the edge, proper but uncomfortable, even as assured as she seems to be in her own words.]
It doesn't work like that.
[There is no more tightening of the collar, and there certainly isn't a consequence for having it at the limit from the start. She tried.]
She knows... There is no "do or die" for something like us. It isn't a real choice they'll let you make, and even though they hate it when you try, they'll do anything but kill you. The collar never gets tight enough. [But then, if she's on the other side...?] If I told her to come here, would she kill me? Or did your words mean nothing?
[V's eyes fall away from him again.]
It doesn't matter. I have to be a good girl... So I won't cause her trouble. You don't want that.
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It doesn't work like that.
[There is no more tightening of the collar, and there certainly isn't a consequence for having it at the limit from the start. She tried.]
She knows... There is no "do or die" for something like us. It isn't a real choice they'll let you make, and even though they hate it when you try, they'll do anything but kill you. The collar never gets tight enough. [But then, if she's on the other side...?] If I told her to come here, would she kill me? Or did your words mean nothing?
[V's eyes fall away from him again.]
It doesn't matter. I have to be a good girl... So I won't cause her trouble. You don't want that.