[Taylor hasn't really spoken to anyone much since the fear gas, closed herself away in her room for a few days before Tommy managed to draw her out. Since then it's been broken text conversations with people on the network, jogging in mostly-silence with Tommy. She still isn't comfortable, and it's evident both in the set of her shoulders, the tiny shifts they occasionally make, and how long it takes her to reply.]
Your nefarious individuals, or my dogs?
[There might be something there, wondering exactly how Irene knew her pineapple-on-pizza eating friends. They'd talked about BDSM and espionage (she'd denied the latter; Taylor still considered it open). It wasn't surprising she knew (actual, pineapple related foodstuffs aside) nefarious individuals, but did she work with them, or was that part of her leash-holding?]
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Your nefarious individuals, or my dogs?
[There might be something there, wondering exactly how Irene knew her pineapple-on-pizza eating friends. They'd talked about BDSM and espionage (she'd denied the latter; Taylor still considered it open). It wasn't surprising she knew (actual, pineapple related foodstuffs aside) nefarious individuals, but did she work with them, or was that part of her leash-holding?]