“Unlikely. Other than being careful who you accept things from in the future. They must have given it to you before, I imagine.” Though Torri paused for a moment, looking unusually serious, dropping all tones of playfulness.
“It’s not cute. It’s not romantic. It’s a disgusting act to control and force your will on another while taking away any choice they have. It’s no different than brainwashing and slavery. It’s not a means of romance, it’s simply a means of control.”
She did her best to get this across, but there was no telling how much she’d listen. Though really. At this stage, she had did everything she could possibly do to be helpful. If she chose to ignore it by her own stupidity, then there was really nothing they can do.
“ If you’re that desperate for companionship, at your age and with your looks, all you’d really need to do is just go pretty much anywhere in the city and pick a man out. Random hookups don’t need to bad or even immoral. I’m a priestess, after all, so I know what is and isn’t good for you. Here’s my verdict, it’s at least better to just have company for the minute, then someone control you, for the rest of your life. My work here is done then, as much as it can be. What you do or don’t do, has to be your own decision.”
