"Good girl." The Mayor praises you as you remain on your knees, hugging his legs with love and devotion as it was your job. You've been behaving yourself well enough that he has taken notice of your progress and decided to reward you. He strokes your head lovingly while you cling to him, showing you that you no longer have to worry about being punished like you had been before. This is your place now, beneath him, and he loves having you here.