Alice thought about her answer, careful with how she chose a response. She never much knew what she wanted as a person. Even if they hadn't taught her that her existence was solely for her master, she had difficulty deciding what she would do when given even the smallest of choices.
She tilted her head back, craning it to look at him with curious eye.
"I want you to do with me what you want. That's what I want," she answered simply, feeling like it was at least mostly true. The pressure of decision, of free will... It was stifling and fascinating, but she had not idea what to do with it.