Ankyra Sound hystereo

As Junior stared out to see Caiaphas wondered to, what their obliging nature made them. Clay? Spineless males, eunichs - jellyfish without ambition or clause? She shrugged her shoulders indifferently - what they were or if they were brainwashed meant little to her.

"No, I don't think so. They are capable of thoughts, and capable of drawing up their own actions. They just choose not to." Unlike Junior, Caiaphas did not worry about the males not knowing better -- it did not bother her at all. They were fed and housed and treated, for the most part, decently.

As far as Caiaphas thought, it could be worse.