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Jack let the last few tears fall before answering him. "W-well, I know you could r-rape me if you wanted to, considering the ease with which you captured me and restrained me. B-but then again, if you had wanted to you would've already. Or you could just be savoring this moment, seeing that sadistic smile." She gulped, almost afraid to speak her next theory. "O-or I could just be a blood bag to you. Y-you seemed to love that trickle of blood you licked off." She pinched her lips together, not wanting to speak anymore in fear of her last theory.

Jack saw as his smirk grew with her tears, as he looked over her like a girl would look over a sunday dress, as his sadistic smile became... annoying? A little anger entered her soul, but it was enough to overcome her fear and speak. "Don't call me wench! My name isn't wench, or Isabella Drakon, or even Izzy! My name is Jack!" She quickly shut up, her eyes going wide as she realized what she said. "I-I-I..." She was at a loss of words, her anger floating away in a second as fear overtook again.