_{“right, right. sorry. clearly struck a nerve there.” brady held up his hands in mock surrender, though he was kind of interested in seeing what would result from igniting his temper. it would certainly make things more entertaining. “don’t worry. we don’t have to talk about your stockholm syndrome girlfriend if you don’t want to. we can go release some of that pent up rage.”}

   _{“if you struck a nerve, you’d be back in hell right now.” a lie, brady had indeed struck a nerve. jess was someone who was off limits – maybe it was a bad thing to be this attached to a human, but he didn’t care. it was more that she owned him than the other way around.  though, he’d never admit that. no, he’d just drop the subject, and move on.  no need to go all out violent for something a s small as that ( this time around ). 
    “so,” he said,  attempting  to change the subject, “what do you have in mind?”}