[ As she observes him she mentally notes the reaction, and apparent recovery time, since she hadn't gotten a chance to see a demonstration of the power levels previously. It's satisfactory to her; the first level was intended as a warning after all, like a slap on the hand and then allowing said hand to be drawn back. Wouldn't be much of a warning if it was totally debilitating right off the bat. ]

Everyone's an animal if you break them down far enough. [ On that she can speak from experience, even if it felt a lifetime ago. ] The functionality can be disabled once it proves unnecessary. Stay out of restricted areas, and don't try to tamper with the collar, and you'll never feel it.

Although you should know that's only the base level. There are five graduations in power, each more severe than the former. But considering you've shown you're able to correct your behavior when necessary, I'm sure you'll never experience those higher levels.

[ It's difficult to say whether her tone is mildly taunting or simply stating how she's watched him adapt over the weeks to his capture.

She sets the remote down and lightly crosses her arms, leaning a hip against the desk as she eyes him. Partly she's curious if he might try to strike out at her or otherwise act out. ]