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Doe-eyed, she watched the two men. Mute. She felt mute in their company. Commander Constantine, as he had called himself, seemed rather kind. He reminded her, perhaps too much, of commander William. She stared at him, mouth slightly open, entranced for a moment.

My talents? She asked hoarsely. Did she have any? She did as she was told, but a talent was something you took pride in, right? Was following commands a talent? Thank you... She said honestly, the words foreign on her tongue. Eating alone would be preferred. She noted, a tremble in her voice.