Shula thought about her course of action while they sat in their brief silence as the man over the intercom quieted. At first she thought about fighting- not doing a thing these people said and refusing to listen. She thought about what she could get from that and the answer? Not much. They would probably halt the project…unbind them forcefully. It was likely neither of them would live. She wasn’t about to just roll over and take it though! They would have to do a lot more to break her like that.<br/><br/>Another idea was rolled around in her head and while she wasn’t fond of it she figured her pride wasn’t going to save her from this situation. Her plan: Do most of what this human said and hopefully she could have a chance to escape. From her understanding a lot of demons went out on mission with their “masters” when they were cleared to do so. If she could get to the outside world then maybe she could make a run for it. Her face burned at the thought of listening to what these selfish humans told her to do but the ultimate price was her freedom.<br/><br/>So when the man before her told her to do something, she did it, albeit with some resentment. She didn’t realize when he had told her to do something mentally though. Either the link hadn’t been established or her resentment was preventing a bridge to form between them, she didn’t know. She looked at him and as soon as a few second of silence passed between them she knew what he had tried to do. She just wondered why he didn’t say anything. In response she said nothing as well.<br/><br/>‘Are you done yet?” She asked, clearly irritated.