She looks down. That's a good question. She should have told Julia (this one had a name) to go frak off a long time ago. "I was scared at first, that she might get mad if everyone in the lab ignored her..."
She's quiet for a second or two, then looks up. Under her fear and exhaustion is an expression of pity. "I have a friend here who is clairvoyant. She showed me a vision once of a cylon in a great deal of pain... it was the same model. I just... she was the enemy for so long, and she might still be, but she isn't a monster." She rubs her arm. It sounds dumb now that she's said it out loud.
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Date: 2012-02-05 02:57 am (UTC)She's quiet for a second or two, then looks up. Under her fear and exhaustion is an expression of pity. "I have a friend here who is clairvoyant. She showed me a vision once of a cylon in a great deal of pain... it was the same model. I just... she was the enemy for so long, and she might still be, but she isn't a monster." She rubs her arm. It sounds dumb now that she's said it out loud.