"A creature?" Manda began to cry silently, in earnest. This person - the one she'd always considered her friend - was essentially calling her less than an animal. He was saying that she was unable to think or have feelings for herself... He was dismissing her very real existence.
Her body still reacted to his actions, but with much less affect. Without the coursing blood that came with anger or arousal, there was simply not as much he could do... And, Manda thought to herself, not much that he'd be bothered to do, anyways. If she was less than able, then it didn't matter to him - he'd do whatever he wanted... But she would remember this. The feelings he'd evoked in her heart and body... And she would return them to him tenfold.