"I disagree, some are much more useful than others, some much more interesting. Love, affection, attention, many are worthy of it, even from us." She answers as the other two take a moment from their fantasies to see what is happening to their friend and run away. It won't fade, it won't die, those new games they want to play. Punishment for threatening, for daring to pull a knife on her. Gentle, she may be, submissive and masochistic yes, but she was also a little vengeful when tampered with.
"You have no idea. Sex has changed, has evolved, just as killing has. At it's base, it's still the same, in it's most vanilla manners, but with technology and innovation comes new experiences, new delights." She rises and then moves up to put her hands on Guns's arms from behind, her arms on either side of his body, chest against his back.
"Killing your worshipers only weakens you, darling. Let him go now, to heal, to suffer, and to use you again."