Not all of them. I think some are putting up with it, but there are some that aren't. Last party - I think all of that was as much of a choice as it could be. But with this place it's hard to say.

[ he shakes his head, a frown pulling across his lips. bad enough that this place traps them against their will, but watching the servants earlier and those collared had made his stomach churn. some looked entertained, delighted. others looked as though they were merely going through motions until they could find an out.

louis hums, listening to tim's store, his brow furrowing. he's seen inside hawkins fuller's mind - he can see the intricacies, the deep seated fear, the pride, the love he has for a man named tim. the very man beside him. complicated. messy. ]

It's like a knee jerk reaction. You ever seen a dog bite someone in fear? Out of their mind, not recognizing its owner, and it bites? Not that it's excusing the back and forth of it all, but while it might seem like an active choice, sometimes it's just a survival instinct. Fight or flight.

[ he sighs a little. ] I had a lover once who was more comfortable - like you are. I wasn't. Took me some time, but in public? You'd not know the difference save for the way we walked side by side. I didn't want anyone to see.