"It's the collar... I've got a weakness. And I started out just wanting to see how you'd take it, but then you... were you. And I wanted you, and wanted you to experience things, because you liked me without knowing, and without me manipulating you... at least not too much." Her words were slightly forlorn as she talked, her head turning to rest on his shoulder... she didn't want to look at him or see his expression for fear she'd get angry - he deserved any malicious thoughts he felt towards her at the moment.