You woke, tied to a chair and muzzled, starting to panic and weakly attempt to wriggle the ropes away. Footsteps approached and your head shot up. Silco smirked, staying a few feet from you.

Awake, doll? Don't be scared, I'm not going to hurt you. I just...wanted to keep you safe. You mean so much to me sweetheart. Don't say a word for me, darling. Be a good doll for me.