She didn't even know what to say. She didn't want to be just a toy, and his reply made her heart leap into her throat. "Whatever I am, then," she murmured. She took another drink of her own beer, shaking her head.
"No, I want the pain. Reminds me you were there." The more she got used to him now, the better it would be later on. Maybe there'd even be a day where she wouldn't feel pain afterwards - though she didn't want to admit that. "It's weird. Sometimes it feels nice."