'In'. That's obvious. And faintly terrifying. Meril ought to have refused, and yet... something inside her despised the thought. Wouldn't let her. Wasn't this her duty?

Ridiculous.

"...I am putting a great deal of trust in you to release me. Do not make me make you regret your actions." With those sharp words, she lowered her head, and tried to -- open herself. Somehow. She wasn't sure.