Damiana could hear H8 carrying on its experiments and shivered a bit in lust at the sounds and screams of pain.  It looked up as H8 came in claiming its success.  "Very excellent H8.  These minions will be very helpful."  Its eyes slid over H8.  Its' homeworld did not the technology to create droids and it had a secrete fascination and attraction to this metal walking thing.<br/><br/>It attached the vial to its belt and glided over to H8.  "Your technology fascinates me.  It holds much promise, does it not?" It queried as it studied the droid.