*As it slowly began to dawn on her that submissions weren't Rindo's forte, Agatha intended to maintain her current hold for as long as she possibly could.* "Hmm, perhaps not yet, but your vigor seems to be waning before my eyes~" *She tentatively stated, almost as if she were crooning Rindo into an early nap. Much to her chagrin however, her submission would be broken by her unexpected thrashing, causing Agatha to retreat for the moment, but not without using Rindo's gorgeous legs as support pillars.*
"I wonder just how confident you are without these precious limbs of yours~" *The extensive amount of ideas that filled Agatha's experienced mind was enough to keep her stationary, a thigh in each hand, as she peered into the buxom ginger's eyes as though she were about to pounce at any given moment.*
"Maybe I should twist them into a knot, or perhaps bend them in unintended directions- The possibilities are truly endless." *She snickered to herself, keeping both her foe and the audience in the dark about what her intentions were.*