<span style="font-style: italic">That's it. You're toast.</span><br/><br/>The girl took a deep breath. She was obviously nervous and confused. If he did see what she had behind her back, he would lead her to a Nightwatch and she would be screwed. If she didn't show it, he would get it anyway, and she would still be screwed.<br/><br/>"A maintenance check?"<br/><br/>Her mind started racing. Maintenance check. It didn't seem like "routine", not after curfew. Maybe there was something there she could use. Something she could make work to her advantage. Or at least to gain her a small amount of time.<br/><br/>The girl's gaze measured the android.<span style="font-style: italic">Man, you're big. This thing could break me in half.</span>She could see he was confused, though she could never, in a million years, imagine why. "Please, don't hurt me", she pleaded again, still keeping eye contact as her mind raced in search of something she could hang on to and get herself out of that situation. Despite her pleas, the girl didn't produce whatever she was concealing.