chick-adee
Chirping
Taylor whimpered and hid as far back as she could,"Please." She whispered softly,"Just let me go." Her voice shook,"Just let him go. Tell him I love him." She begged slightly embarrassed but she knew it might be the last time Nashton heard from her."You don't even know my name." She pointed out,"Please I'll tell you what I know. Leave him out of this, please." She begged then glared at him,"Do you get some sort of sick pleasure from hurting teenagers? What are you going to tell him? That you'll hurt me? We both know you can't do that. I'm in a cage. Plus I think Markus wants me. He thinks I'm "special""
"Oh, I don't need to know your name. He knows we have you. That's more then enough, I assure you. Oh, and I could hurt you from here. I made that collar you have on. I know all the bells and whistles that make it work. It is you who has no control. Good day and happy travels." Xavier said, as the men arrived to transport Taylor.