What are you gonna do with me? The girl asked me softly.
I gazed on Taki as she stood with her back to the wall. Her glasses had slipped down slightly on her nose, and I watched her tilt her head back a little to try and drop them back into place. I could see a slight blush rise in her cheeks as she was helpless to correct even so small a thing, her hands bound tightly behind her. Her blush deepened as I stepped in close, then reached up to press a fingertip against the center of the frames, pushing them back up her nose.
Thank you. She spoke softly.
Do you often thank the people who kidnap you?