You own me like whispers in poetry

She'd playfully scrunch her face at him as he continued to swat her. She would duck and dodge and try to swat him back in between his own. Eventually, she giggled and stuck her tongue out as she skipped a little ahead of him down the stairs as he moved forward. Agreeing they'd be trapped there forever if they didn't move on. Not that it really would stop him if he wanted to as he demonstrated before, the bastard.

"So what's first?" She asked as she made it to the bottom of the stairs. Wondering where he'd like to assess her defenses.

"Speech"