Any other ideas?

A grimace set over his lips again as he led her back inside, "No Vesper, not whatever pleases me. You disrespected the pack with your attitude and flagrant disregard for the rules back there. There are consequences for that. But letting the mark scar is still your choice here. I'm showing you regard for your choices for your body." I'm showing you what respect truly means, I'm giving you your bodily autonomy. What you should have had in the first place.

He led her back to her bed and went to gather the supplies to at least clean the wound on her maw.
"What is your choice?" He asked, standing expectantly.

"Speech!"