<span style="font-style: italic">12 hours. That can't be good.</span><br/><br/>After this quick thought, the girl stopped to listen. Her eyes widened at the Sentinel's explanation as to how he had delivered water into her body. She had a quick gag reflex, but held it back. It wasn't as though there was something in her stomach anyway. And almost pure water was a lot better than whatever she had been drinking in the past... she didn't know how many years.<br/><br/>Ignoring this line of thoughts, M finally replied to the Sentinel's question. It was the least she could do, after all.<br/><br/>She heard his objections to her story and nodded when the android asked if she could expand.<br/><br/>"I can. It's not a pleasant story, but I might as well tell it, since you basically saved my life." The girl's voice was soft, and she moved closer to the Sentinel. "A person asked me to bring you here. In exchange, he would give me something I really wanted. But he double-crossed me. Those men you saw were hired to take you away so you could be sold in the black market. They would do the same to me. I would be sold as a sex slave and..."<br/><br/>The girl stopped talking after her voice faltered once or twice, the condensation humans called "tears" running down her tanned face.