"Good morning darling how did you sleep?" He doesn't wait for a response, but gets closer to you instead. He extends his arms, wanting to carry you to the kitchen for breakfast since your legs were broken. You shake your head, refusing to accept the help. His mood sours and his voice takes on a twisted, sweet and cold tone. "My dear, I suggest you cooperate and begin acting like a good little doll unless you want me to resort to other methods.", he says.