"No w--f-fuck!!" A harsher shock than before runs through her body almost before she had even denied that request, but there was no way in hell she would fulfil it. No. Fucking. Way. She dropped to onto all fours, propping herself up on her hands and knees and glaring at Chloe.

Ironically enough it was the perfect position for a dog to take up. Irony that isn't lost on Mokou and only makes her more angry.

"Wh-What kind of treat?!"

She's hoping it's not something Chloe would like. But she's hoping it's not something like a dog treat. She wouldn't put it past someone like Chloe, though. She can practically hear the ex-assassin crowing about 'helping' her 'eat regular meals' or something.

But it looks like she is denying the request again. Another shock rushes through her and seconds later she's face down on the floor, coughing away with her backside in the air.

"J--Stop the fucking collar and answer me!"