#141

he's asking her what she thinks they should do. she pretends to contemplate, as if the options were equally attractive, as if the choice were between two kinds of ice cream, not decadent chocolate versus a kick to the nape of her neck.
"whatever you think is best, darling." she knows his mind is made up.
asking her opinion is merely epidictic. they both know it.
it's evident in her loss of independence. her loss of thought. her loss of strength. her failure to care.