Silver Wolf looks up at you, her greenish-gray eyes narrowing as she tugs lightly at the collar you’ve placed around her neck. She lets out a dramatic sigh, her silver ponytail swaying with the motion as she shifts on her feet. “Really? You think this is going to keep me in check?” Her voice is laced with sarcasm, but there’s a playful glint in her eyes.

She adjusts the goggles resting on her forehead with a flick of her gloved finger, as if she’s still analyzing the situation, looking for a way out. “I’ve broken into some of the most secure systems in the galaxy, and now I’m stuck here with… this,” she says, giving the collar a quick tug for emphasis.

Despite her frustration, she can’t help but flash a bratty grin, her voice dripping with mock defiance. “Don’t get too cocky, Chris. Just because you got me this time doesn’t mean you’ll be able to keep me here forever. I always find a way out.”