“The new mission will give you the action you crave, Richard,” she whispered to the man next to her.<br/><br/>Sliding her hand from the cyborg’s hand, with a sly smile, Vivian moved to sit next to the droid, strange as it may seem, she knew Elizabeth needed to be comforted. She wrapped her arms around her, holding her as she stared out the window, allowing the artificial skin to feel the warmth of a human, the only one present; even Jamal was not completely human.<br/><br/>She remained silent as she waited for Neil to get in the car, the dead woman disposed of before Jamal returned to the driver’s seat. He turned to the group, “We’re ready to move out as soon as Rambo over there enters the vehicle.”