He sat down and poured her another glass without thinking about it. "Cara." He let her name roll from his tongue. His lips formed the word and he smiled at her, again lighting up his face.<br/><br/>He was excited about the prospect of questions. He looked her in the eyes again and said quietly. "How did they teach you?  Did you just know what you needed to do? Did you grow? We're you ever a child?<br/><br/>He took a drink of his own wine and considered. "Do you get sick? Feel pain?"<br/><br/>He could go on like this for hours but instead allowed her to answer. Her eyes and voice were captavating. Haunting. He took another sip and loosened his collar a bit