K'pandolu grumbled, deep in the back of her throat, fingers curling to remind herself to keep. She'd worn other neckpieces, of course, for protection or decoration, but having something forced on her set her ill at ease. "Why do they tighten to begin with?" Though- if the collars were forced on people, did she want to know?

She nodded to Sheena, though, bringing one hand up in greeting. "A pleasure," she said, looking the other woman over. She'd met the Sheena who'd arrived in Crystallis once, and she wondered what might be different.