Knives could feel his muscles undulating with pain, and she was suprised that he was even conscious through all that she had just done. 'He probably should have passed out at the contact against the wall', she thought, quite amused.

"Then release me."

He didn't know? Was it really possible to not have a reason for your actions? She scowled, struggling a slight bit now, more out of irritation than the desire to be released. This proved to the heiress that Humans were indeed irrational, random, confusing creatures. She could not fathom his actions, but did not waste her time trying to figure it out.

"If you do not know why you are restraining me, then there is no reason why you should not let me go."

Their current position much reminded her of the way Eclipse restrained her time and time again when she lost her temper when arguing with her father as a girl, besides the fact that she would usually be standing, and STILL struggling. By that time though, he had already drug her away from her Father and simply held her on the balcony. It was the silence that eased her anger, for she would have nothing to be angry about when Eclipse did not scold her. Sighing softly, she allowed her eyes to close, her muscles relaxing as the silence eased them loose, and her bones were drained of the former tension. She knew quite well that if he released her he would do nothing, but then again humans were as unpredictable as animals. Knives had enough patience to last her a few lifetimes, because of course, she would need it since she was immortal, so waiting a few minutes, or even a few hours did not even singe her.

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