[Chell's a stubborn one. VERY stubborn. Picking up her marker again, she completely obliterates the mark under a black smudge before writing back.]

She does not control me. Nor does she control my journal. My journal is mine, and it belongs to me, and this Mistress of yours may feel free to go rot somewhere. I am no part of anything she is involved in. I am an autonymous creature and nobody has any right to try to take from me what is mine, and it matters little whether she is "charitable" enough to let me carry it.

[Yup. Someone's been controlled against her will before, and refuses to stand for it.]