She wasn't entirely satisfied with his response but it hadn't made things any worse. Some could argue what did it matter if she was acting purely of free will or if she felt like she was when the reality was that she was being lead? If she couldn't trust that her actions and choices were her own then that meant Tiberius had always had the upper hand and always would, that aside from the minor deviation she was on a set course and before she knew it she'd be unrecognizable. How to tell the difference between true free will and perception of it, however, was a mystery to her at present. It wasn't as though he was going to confess to it.
Her wavering confidence in her own autonomy recovered itself a little, enough at least to assert herself. "If you have, or ever tried to, suppress my free will know that I would do everything I could to destroy you, no matter the cost." It was a threat except that it wasn't, she was reassured enough for now that her decisions were her own and if there was an alignment of interests between them then it was not artificially arranged. It was also further reassurance that if he was lying to her then he might know how deep of a betrayal it would be, how unforgivable, that he might be deterred from it.
"Now you really ought to dance with me or it'll seem odd." Tig no longer wanted to talk, her mind felt more or less her own again and she wanted to keep it that way. She chose to ignore the fact that with the enchantments she had placed, no one was likely to care if they even noticed at all.
Her wavering confidence in her own autonomy recovered itself a little, enough at least to assert herself. "If you have, or ever tried to, suppress my free will know that I would do everything I could to destroy you, no matter the cost." It was a threat except that it wasn't, she was reassured enough for now that her decisions were her own and if there was an alignment of interests between them then it was not artificially arranged. It was also further reassurance that if he was lying to her then he might know how deep of a betrayal it would be, how unforgivable, that he might be deterred from it.
"Now you really ought to dance with me or it'll seem odd." Tig no longer wanted to talk, her mind felt more or less her own again and she wanted to keep it that way. She chose to ignore the fact that with the enchantments she had placed, no one was likely to care if they even noticed at all.
