Re: Elevator to First Class
"Master." His voice rumbled over the word, as if he was chewing on it. "Are you so certain of that? " His voice wasn't particularly menacing, although it was tinged with something that wasn't particularly nice. "You are rather defensive. Would you rather I spend my time praising you to get you out of that dress that makes you look higher than you actually are?"
His hands folded together, fingers playing over a wand tucked inside his sleeve, contemplating something that would send a message. The timing was not right, not yet. "Are you sure you don't need anything?" Noises continued to seep through walls of the ship. Pain or pleasure was unknown, perhaps a bit of both was present. "Unwillingness to answer simple questions only indicates that you do not know the answer."