Sasha's response was a low laugh, and she moved towards the door. She paused just before opening it, brows furrowed slightly.
"Sir. One final question. I know I'm to be
demoted," Sasha spat almost petulantly, the word was acrid on her tongue, bitter, as if speaking it infuriated her, "but I don't feel as if such a punishment is necessary, sir. Especially if I'm to be sent off island."
Sasha cleared her throat.
"Of course, if
you feel as if my demotion is proper punishment, sir, I understand completely."