In My Heart There Is No Room

He flinched, stammering out something that didn’t quite count as an explanation. “S-sorry, I… I d-didn’t mean to… uh…”

The queen squinted. "Don't apologize," she rolled her eyes and clasped hands behind her back, "Who are you? Where are you from?"

"Being locked in a dungeon sounds fun, but not if you’re not there." The reply was easy, flirtatious, charming—in other words, all Cave. A slight flicker of nervousness passed through his mind, but he wouldn’t let it rule him; he was better than that. Besides, whatever she was threatening didn’t sound all that meaningful anyway. He could easily talk his way out of this.

"Why would a queen stoop to the low levels of groveling with a prisoner?" she scoffed, "And believe me - the only fun to be had there is sucking the love right out of you," Chrysalis grinned, purposefully baring her teeth, "You seem like you have a lot of it," she leaned forward on her toes towards him and curtly sniffed him, "Mm. Yes - what did you say your profession was? Science? Seems cold for someone harboring so much... affection. If I could even call it that. It's different."