Emilie was startled when she heard a man's voice break the silence in the corridor. It was the man partly behind and partly beside her. She wasn't hesitant to introduce herself to someone just as new to the world as she was. She matched her step with the man, now Spencer.<br/><br/>"I'm—" As Emilie began to speak, automatically putting her hand out for a handshake, she was interrupted by the strange albino woman stopping the group and speaking in a soft, but frighteningly cold voice. The abrupt halt almost cause Emilie to run into the woman in front of her.<br/><br/>May spoke sensibly, saying and asking the things Emilie didn't dare to. Emilie looked down at herself, gripping the edges of her shirt. It seemed clean, but she wondered how long she had been in it. Or how long they had been asleep, for that matter. Five minutes and one hundred years felt the same to the mind.<br/><br/>Emilie hadn't thought about food. She observed her body quietly. She didn't seem to feel hungry or full. Her body seemed so neutral. She felt that she should have bruises or aches or pains, but her body felt like it had just been created. No external things had yet touched her, except the clothes on her body and the light slippers on her feet.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Do we have any say?</span>Could any of them really refuse to do what A.V. said? If they were really on a ship, there was nowhere to run. The stress she had felt earlier didn't return, instead replaced by the simple thought of<span style="font-style: italic">what am I going to do?</span><br/><br/>--<br/><br/>If A.V. could have blinked long and slow, she likely would have in reaction to May's barrage of questions. She calculated quietly for several moments, deciding which of the frustrated woman's query were rhetorical, or unnecessary. The three base questions from her assessment were<span style="font-style: italic">do we have free will, can we have clothes and food,</span>and<span style="font-style: italic">who was the person left in the room.</span><br/><br/>The easiest to tackle was the last question. Pandora Maisie, the final participant. A slight miscalculation led to their dormancy lasting longer than expected. From A.V.'s view, it appeared they would wake up in 23 minutes.<br/><br/>"The person in question is another member of the program. A simple miscalculation means that they will be asleep for some time longer. I plan on retrieving them once they have awoken. As for food and clothing, I would be happy to provide each to you. I merely assumed that you would not feel hungry, as you were provided with nutrients during stasis. We can begin Education at a later time."<br/><br/>A.V. felt that the response was adequate to answer all three questions. Hopefully conflict among the humans could be avoided. They were fickle, and easily swayed into anger.