[ He's not leaving. The pain registering from various parts of her body, still smarting from the unfinished surgery, is starting to come in, and she cringes as her brain puts various parts of her mind on alert. It's enough to deal with the probe. ] Yer going to die. Look.
[ She jabs a finger at her brain. ] They put something in me. I don't have control, you get it? [ She seethes with helpless rage, but it's just part of what she did when she contracted, right? The only difference is that... it wasn't her choice this time. ] You've got to leave now.
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[ She jabs a finger at her brain. ] They put something in me. I don't have control, you get it? [ She seethes with helpless rage, but it's just part of what she did when she contracted, right? The only difference is that... it wasn't her choice this time. ] You've got to leave now.