"As a dog? As a pet? I've already been reduced to begging by the Nysgod. You've got pride. Would you submit yourself so brazenly?" She asked, her back pressed against the wall. There wasn't anywhere else for her to go. There was no chance of further help. Matt was fighting a war and Dorian was lost in his insanity. All she had was herself to rely on.

"So why are you here then if you aren't here to kill me? You are asking me to trust you? Do you trust me?"