Freya eyes widen as she heard that statement. "Excuse me!?" She folded her arms across her chest and looked away. "Pshhh." She chuckled, glaring straight at him. Her different colored hair bounced around as she cocked her head from side to side. "You think you can boss me around?" She brushed off nonexistent dust from her shoulder. "I ain't no slave. You're my slave. " She announced as she stumbled to get up. "If you insist, I'm Freya." She nodded, planting both of her hands on her hips. Freya broke their eye contact and looked away to the right. She opened her mouth to speak in an undermining tone, "Your name?" She scoffed but quickly continued speaking. "It's not like I wanna know or anything."
This is serious, isn't? I shouldn't be playing games with this pervert. While waiting for her answer, she scanned her immediate surroundings, searching for an another way out of the cage. Oh, dear lord. Is that a cockroach?!