Keara watched him start the spell up, curious. It was interesting to watch him chant and prepare everything. It almost distracted her from her inevitable part. She could still see the dagger and the clamps though. Vaguely, she wondered if pain was a large part of the spell, or if they would make her bleed from her breasts. Already the thought made her want to cross her arms in front of her.
Instead, she continued to stay still. Moving only when he took her hand. Vaguely, Keara wasnt sure if she was supposed to stay silent. Rather than ruin the spell, she decided that was for the best and waited for him to slice at the flesh of her hand calmly.