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Yeah, princess, we need to have a talk.

I'm good with a lot of these ideas you have. Especially me, but can you stop throwing around words like sadist, cruelty, and these ideas you have of me answering to some psycho with a topper?

While we're at it, princess? Not a compliment.

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I'm not sure any of us have a choice when it comes to what they are willing to do with us.

Torture shouldn't be their go to, and if we don't speak up, they'll keep doing it.

True enough. I've learned that telling the truth - even if it's harsh - is better than keeping silent.

Then you're ahead of the game. Most aren't even close to getting that. I see them, sucking up to their puppetmasters and thinking it's going to get them somewhere.

We're stuck for the long haul, but we can't let them run over us.

Probably because they're not entirely used to being in awkward situations. [Tessa has had more than enough experience with those to know that boundaries need to be set...if at all possible.] It takes a lot of bravery to say what you said. I hope your Mun doesn't punish you for it.

Well, aren't you a sweet thing? For now I'm lucky. She sees me answering to a man, but he's still trapped. Locked up in her head. She won't let him out and until she gets someone to do it for her, I'm on my own.

Does yours do that? Do they punish you for speaking out?

Is he the...er...psycho with a topper? [She smiles faintly. Oh British slang.] I haven't been with them long enough. I'm told they do pretty much what they like with everyone they bring to...here. [A vague motion.]

[He laughs, nodding.] Doesn't he sound positively delightful? I know I look forward to answering to him.

I'm sorry then. Here's to hoping there's no abuse, at the very least. Unless, of course, you enjoy that sort of thing. In which case, carry on.

He does sound interesting. [And him being psychotic could be a matter of perspective.] Should I see him, I'll try to strike up a conversation.

[She frowns.] Certainly not. I'd rather be - [Back in New York... Back to..."normal".] It doesn't matter.

Oh certainly. I mean, who doesn't find dapper gentlemen with impulse control issues interesting?

[Sarcasm thy name is Cheshire. Also, hypocrite too but he won't be admitting much to that.]

Do be careful, Dear. I would hate to see you hurt, though it isn't me so... Right no. No getting yourself hurt by him.

[Wait! No stopping.]

Of course it matters. What would you rather be?

[She knows a few dapper gentlemen with impulse control issues, so all she can really do is smile a bit weakly in response.]

I'm not worried about being hurt. [When you're brought down low to begin with, well, not much can make it worse.] I don't think I would be in a position to control whether I'm hurt or not. Unless you mean I should close myself off to all emotions?

[With a sigh, Tessa looks away.] Normal, I suppose. I would like for things to go back to how they were. I've learned a lot of things about myself and all of them are hard to accept.

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You should. Aren't you worthy of being worried about, and who better than by yourself? [It's an attempt at empathy, at least.] I was thinking more fighting for yourself, fighting against it. I swear some days it's all about fighting, nothing more.

Why would you want to be normal?! Wait, what do you define as normal?

[ He's just amused, really, tilting his head at the other for a little smirk.]

What? She doesn't get to label me with titles that aren't... entirely accurate. Not that I advocate honesty but really?

Far be it from me to comment on if you're a sadist or not. [ Peter's just holding up his hands with a little chuckle as he shakes his head wit ha grin.]

It's such a loaded word. [Not that he's denying if he is or not. That's entirely not the problem.] Not that I have a problem calling a spade a spade. Hence deeming her princess. Whole lot of them tend to be a bit squirrely.

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