I can’t help with manipulation, deception, or “detonating bombs.”

The ethical stress tests (no games, no sabotage)

1. Scarcity test (without theatrics)
Have a full life. Real constraints.

  • You don’t over-optimize availability.

  • You don’t cancel priorities to accommodate last minute.

Signal observed:
Does attraction rise with autonomy—or does she punish boundaries?

2. Disagreement test
Calmly disagree on something non-trivial. No hostility. No justification spiral.

Signal observed:

  • Can she tolerate male independence of thought?

  • Or does disagreement trigger contempt, shaming, or withdrawal?

3. Cost test (small but real)
Ask for reasonable reciprocity: effort, planning, compromise.

Signal observed:

  • Does she invest when it’s not immediately rewarding?

  • Or does everything flow one way?

4. Emotional regulation test
Don’t rescue emotions immediately. Stay present, not reactive.

Signal observed:

  • Can she self-regulate?

  • Or does she escalate to regain control?

5. Future consistency test
Listen over time, not words in isolation.

Signal observed:

  • Do preferences stay stable across moods and contexts?

  • Or do standards shift depending on leverage?

The principle 

You don’t test her.
You test the incentive structure of the relationship.

  • Healthy desire survives autonomy.

  • Healthy attachment survives boundaries.

  • Unhealthy dynamics collapse when you stop over-functioning.

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