Seras hesitated; part of her wanted to step up the way that both Master and Sir Integra suggested that she should, but. . . It wasn't who she had always felt she truly was - and Master had stopped pushing quickly, teased her but let her stay tethered to him and protected her as though she were a child and. . .

"Stop fussing, little police girl," Master slipped out of the shadows near her desk, patting her head, "you'll grow up when you are ready to free yourself." he said with a glint to his wicked smile that looked rather like fondness, despite his disdain for weak, lesser vampires.