- Once the Healers left, the men looked at me. I was calmer than I had been and I guess it showed. They didn't bind me and allowed me to knit with purposefully dull needles while they played a game like chess. Christof kept looking at me, but he didn't speak.
- It shouldn't surprise me, I knew. These men had no idea what was going on with me or how to fix it. They were confused and upset. We didn't want to lose each other, but none of us knew what to do for the other.
- We got ready for bed and Bane held a strip of leather. If they wanted to bind me, I wouldn't stop them, but he seemed hesitant. In deference to their desire I offered him my hands to tie. Damien finally settled on tying one of my wrists to a long leash. I couldn't get up from the bed, but was otherwise free to move.