The feeling of constriction around Rajani's neck had nothing to do with the golden circle of a choker that identified her as the property of a Fae family, and everything to do with her discomfort. She took a moment to look around them at the office, taking a small measure of comfort in that it was not stark and sterile, but more like a museum or library. "You keep a very fine office," she noted, but she did not stall herself in moving to smoothly sit across from the doctor with a smoothing of her skirt. She wished to be done with this as quickly as would be acceptable.
"It has to do with the nature of my shift into my animal form, sir. Unlike other Weres, I do not have the same amount of control and awareness during and after the transition." As an understatement. "Without proper medication, it could potentially be..." She wasn't sure she ought to use the word, but there was no other that seemed suitable without becoming a lie. And he already knew of what had happened with her last master. "Dangerous," she admitted quietly.