[ It only takes a slight tilt to the side to avoid his tautly reaching arm, her grimace only growing. ] - no.

[ Indeed, his resistance only cements her resolve. As he gains some purchase against her, Aranea pushes back, tensing her body and making herself into a wall that can't be breached. She's smaller, yes, but that isn't the same as being small, and she's been in enough battles to have some muscle backing up her intent.

Stupid kid, she thinks. It isn't his fault, she condescends. The welcome of this place isn't a warm or gentle one. ]

Look - [ Aranea reaffirms her grip on his neck, pressing his face even harder into the bedsheet. ] Whatever past back home that you prefer to remain untracked from [ or whatever ] - no one gives a shit here.

[ With her free hand, she grabs his reaching arm, twists it into an indefensible lock. It won't hurt, but a normal person will have difficulty escaping it (of course, it isn't like she knows Hei isn't a normal person)-- ]

But take out your chip, you'll starve in a matter of days.