Bearclaw Valley And now there'll be no time to play

Before the woman could explain the details to Indra, the girl had convinced herself that she'd do anything; but when it was explained to her and she came to some understanding over her role in this job, she faltered immediately.
Wound me -- you want to hurt me? She wasn't afraid of that, or offended. Her tone was lacking emotion as she soaked those words up.
Will it, um, hurt a lot? There was a slight tremble to Indra's voice, betraying a fear she did not know how to contain.