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Ashildr took a breath and nodded. She wrapped her legs around the Lover and it helped her to get a bit better hold on herself. It took some of the pressure off of her arms and she felt like she could think through this a little bit better.
She felt like a dead weight even with his help. She managed to focus a little, loosening the chains, but doing nothing to make them disappear or unravel.
“I can’t…” She repeated. “I’m not that different and I’m not that special,” She shook her head doubting that she had the sort of strength he was hoping for. “Let me down.”
He felt the chains slacken. That was good. She was strong, no where near his level of course, but she could evade basic mental control. Might come in handy. It was certainly a fascinating test. He could still feel her tense body below him, trying to pull on something that didn’t exist.
Her plea struck something inside him and for a moment, the cold, calculating mind, returned to it’s usual happy self and he felt bad. The Lover rapped strong arms around her waist and nodded as the chains vanished. Then he was back to study mode.
The Lover appraised her, checking her mental form for damage. She hadn’t sustained any, which was a very good sign. “You do not think yourself strong, but that was no easy task. I gave you quite a challenge on purpose.”













