- Joined
- Sep 12, 2009
- Location
- Too far south
Teyha whimpered softly when Cain moved to her, gently lifting her from the table. She felt like a rag doll, completely at him mercy as he pulled her from her chair. "Relaxant tea?" She asked softly as he moved him. "How much did you give me?" She asked, still sounding frightened as he laid her carefully down on the couch. "Do I really have a choice but to lay back and relax?" She asked, sarcastically. "I'm pretty much at your mercy right now." She murmured the last part, and barely had enough strength to move to her side. She watched as he moved back into the kitchen again, and announced that dinner would be ready soon.
"I can't lift my arms." She pointed out dryly, a flicker of annoyance crossing her features. "Makes it rather difficult to hold a fork.... And I'd rather you not take advantage of my weakness by feeding me like I was a baby."
"I can't lift my arms." She pointed out dryly, a flicker of annoyance crossing her features. "Makes it rather difficult to hold a fork.... And I'd rather you not take advantage of my weakness by feeding me like I was a baby."