Everybody wants to buy a love slave...

Golam wished he could stop himself from being so attracted to the dopey-eyed, slave aspect of her performance but alas could not. He was thinking of testing her emotional strength. She had, after all, seemed concerned that he might not still be addicted to her and that concern was genuine, like an emotional moment she either had no control over or was so perfectly controlled by the code that informed her personality that it no longer mattered. The fact that he wasn't so much addicted to her as uncontrollably attracted to her made him feel like he could say anything he wanted to her and that he could get away with it. With no reprimand in sight, he decided to improvise another dialogue with her in the bath.