@werewaif asked : "What can I say? I like playing with my food."
amelia tilted her head slowly to the side , an amused smile lingering across her features whilst her eyes gleamed with something almost deranged , ( bordering upon the psychotic ) . so few people truly understood the pleasure hidden within the act of playing with someone - of toying with their mind until their broke completely into nothing more than a trembling , broken mess . ( a symphony of choas ) and though his own methods of torture clearly differed from hers - messy , bloody and animalistic . . . amelia still found the entire thing deeply entertaining .
❝ . . . then i would consider you a kindred spirit indeed . ❞ ( amelia mused at last ) , however , her own pride - and the sharp cruelty instilled through her upbringing , could not resist the urge to mock the man regardless . ❝ . . . still , perhaps it is foolish of me to expect a beast to simply kill its prey and be done with it . ( imagine how much more food you might have ) if you ceased wasting time on these little games of yours , dog . ❞
