M had simply dropped to the sand and was quietly watching as the Sentinel talked to the marauder. Even if she did want to talk and explain how things worked, the girl was just too exhausted to even consider speaking. As it was, all she could do was to watch the events unfold around her. Even this was hindered by her tired eyes, which caused her to see as though everything was happening through a mist.<br/><br/>When Jacks finally walked toward her, M could barely nod in response to his question about needing assistance. At the moment, even prison would be better than that. At least prison would be clean... or they would finish her off quickly.<br/><br/>She felt sweaty, tired and so dizzy she was pretty sure of the impossibility of standing up. So, whatever anyone wanted to do now, they would obviously be able to without any resistance on her part.<br/><br/>As the Sentinel picked M up, the girl laid her head on his chest and closed her eyes. With a final plead, a whispered "don't hurt me", she fell into a deep sleep, or more likely, passed out from exhaustion, not even caring much to know where the Sentinel would take her or what he planned on doing once they got there.