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Misha arched a brow, trying to look as she was fine, but her body gave slight tremors and Adah shushed her gently, knowing that the younger woman's mind was much more fragile right now, unstable than she was showing at the moment. Pushed too far and she'd revert to being childlike and they'd never get anything out of her, like trying to make a porcupine uncurl itself. Misha took a breath and she looked away from Silas, finding it was easier to talk about something she didn't want to talk about when she wasn't watching him because she could almost pretend he wasn't there.
"There have been others, yes, but I don't know how many or who. He doesn't go for programs. He wants..." She stopped and Adah spoke softly. "Misha, he can't help unless he knows. Come on, be a brave girl for me." She kissed her younger sister's temple, treating her for all the world like she was a child in that moment and Misha seemed to calm again. It was clear the doctor know her cues well by this point.
"He wants to see us scared and struggling. The programmed personalities don't do that. Adah..she says that..." Misha looked to the doctor, looking for help and Adah finally relented, now checking over Misha's ribs, satisfied that they weren't rebroken, though, one had cracked again and she moved to her equipment for the device she needed to encourage bone repair. "Misha has been a lover on many missions. The programs are not given fearful responses to intimacy and all programs are defaulted with a fight response if threatened, not a flight one."
The doctor looked back over at Silas for a moment, expression angry behind her brown eyes. "Cory has been abusing Misha."
"There have been others, yes, but I don't know how many or who. He doesn't go for programs. He wants..." She stopped and Adah spoke softly. "Misha, he can't help unless he knows. Come on, be a brave girl for me." She kissed her younger sister's temple, treating her for all the world like she was a child in that moment and Misha seemed to calm again. It was clear the doctor know her cues well by this point.
"He wants to see us scared and struggling. The programmed personalities don't do that. Adah..she says that..." Misha looked to the doctor, looking for help and Adah finally relented, now checking over Misha's ribs, satisfied that they weren't rebroken, though, one had cracked again and she moved to her equipment for the device she needed to encourage bone repair. "Misha has been a lover on many missions. The programs are not given fearful responses to intimacy and all programs are defaulted with a fight response if threatened, not a flight one."
The doctor looked back over at Silas for a moment, expression angry behind her brown eyes. "Cory has been abusing Misha."
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