<strong>Mordecai~ training Emma</strong><br/><br/>Mordecai’s voice was consoling. Not that he was sad or thought she was struggling or wanted anything from him. He just knew it was important to show some emotion which was the only good advice the team of psychiatrists gave him.<br/><br/>The green peace people had cautioned him about leaving a carbon foot print, which was another good piece of advice. After that little tip he was mindful how he left the scene of an arson. He was careful with fires. Especially his own.<br/><br/>Having just put his fire out for the moment, it was time to take care of his foot print. He turned his attention back to Emma.<br/><br/>“Of course.” he said and fiddled with the buckle.<br/><br/>It slipped off easily. No accidental injuries for Emma, if she was going to get hurt it would be deliberate. Mordecai supported her head.<br/><br/>The room was without the benefit of any light. Seeing prematurely wasn’t an issue. He’d even let her cool before shoving her head in a hood.<br/><br/>“That was very good. Your milk came down nicely.” he assured her.<br/><br/>That was something else he had learned. Ask about a victims welfare after you’ve gotten a good session out of them. Some kind of bonding thing which seemed to work every time.<br/><br/>“Is that better?”<br/>