.::Selphi Hunt::.
"It's not OUR problem what happens to you when you leave here. Just do as your told, do your little job, and come when you're called, slave", said Selphi, calm and cold.
Bilik sighed. Arthur looked a bit stricken.
"What Selphi's trying to say is... is that you're just going to have to do your best without us, ok? We can't turn you if your girlfriend was really trained by Katrina. She'd know what you were in a second, and kill you in half the time!"
"If it was up to me, I'd have one of your arms as collateral", said Selphi.
This seemed to frustrate Arthur, who smirked and asked her, "what have you against this boy, Selphi? Jealous, aye?"
Selphi turned... even paler, not at all used to being talked to as such.
"J-just because YOU'RE perverse doesn't mean the rest of us choose to debase ourselves with animals", she said and immediately regretted it. Arthur stood and Selphi fell off the coach, seeming to be completely unable to move, as if pinned like a butterfly to a piece of cork, "I-I-I'm s-sorry, m-master. P-please excuse my impertinence."
She continued to babble out an apology, as Arthur turned to Danny, "Danny, you should leave. I must discipline my subordinates."
Arthur smiled innocently. Selphi writhed around on the floor in horror.