<span style="color: #0040FF">She wouldn't question what the other woman had done.  Disobedience was disobedience, no matter what someone did.  It warrented punishment, which the guards were more than happy to do.  Her eyebrows raised, hearing new information about being drugged.  <br/><br/>"Really?  I didn't know..."  she frowned now.  All these years she had spent thinking that it was her fault that she couldn't remember, her fault that she didn't remember family or friends or a home.  But in truth, it was the guards.  They drugged her and probably laughed about it later.  Waking up here was really scary, and she hadn't known anything about where she was or really who she was.  The name Angelica was printed on the underside of her arm, along with a barcode and a number.  No matter how she tried to scrub it when she could finally take a shower, it wouldn't come off.  But they had learned about letting her take a shower.  Ice bullets made from drops of water weren't the most pleasant things. <br/><br/>She shifted her hand, and pressed her hand hard to the other womans hand.  After a moment of soft chanting from her pale, chapped lips, Ruby would feel a small ice crystal form in her hand, one that was no bigger than a dime.  It took a lot of strength, but she really wanted to help her.  <br/><br/>"It's ice, but it's anticeptic.  It'll help with the pain mostly.  I'm sorry it's not more."  she whispered.</span>