It was ... almost disappointing. While she imagined fighting him would've resulted in more pain, a surrender went so violently against her nature.
Still, she imagined he wasn't all that interested in her. She was new; she didn't know him from Adam. The idea of being forced to watch some sort of torture sincerely lacked appeal but all things considered, their options were somewhat limited.
For the time being, at any rate. This wouldn't be forever, and she'd be sure to keep everything he did in mind.
The idea of putting her back to him after he'd already flashed a weapon made her lips curl briefly in distaste, but if Kate could be passive through this, so too could she. Ice moved off the bed and almost stalked the few short steps to the bars before putting her hands behind her and her back to the bars. When her face was away from him, she allowed the faint grimace before her expression resumed its resting neutral state.