[ Another of those little sighs flutters out of her and she settles against him, all the tender and vulnerable spots exposed so deliberately that it almost feels like a challenge - but really, at this point, it's just more proof that she's gotten used to this. Her thoughts now are all focused on his body heat bleeding into her as she settles back against him, back flush with his chest as It always ends up. It isn't pleasant. But with her fear and revulsion gone, it's also no longer unbearable. ]

Well. What else is there for me to do with my time but get used to it?

[ She doesn't even squirm anymore. She's still too pliant and obedient, nothing at all like the way someone should respond to anyone's touch, let alone a predator, but there's an ease to the way she leans back into his chest and settles under his hands that says she's no longer as reluctant. It's hard to say whether that's a good or a bad thing. ]

And isn't it better for the both of us if I do?