Jitoru moaned, sucking in breath.  "I dunno," she said weakly.  "What is it you want to hear?  You want me to offer you money?  Posessions?  I don't have much money..."  She whimpered.  "What can I say, really?"  She became quiet and closed her eyes, feeling the rise and fall of Ramis' breathing.  "I haven't the strength anymore to argue with you... I expect to die, I guess," she said, a bitter laugh escaping her.