Flayer shushed her, stoking his free hand against her cheek in a mockery of compassion.<em>"Such astute observations, my child.  Anywhere else and <strong>I</strong> would be the target, and all the nations of the universe would see that I was killed or institutionalized.  Thus I am as much a prisoner here as you are.  But unlike you, such a life suits me all too well." </em><br/><br/>He laid her gently against the table, brushing her hair aside before walking to the nearest wall and pressing his hand upon it.  After muttering into a speaker a previously unseen compartment slid open a few minutes later, containing a glass of water and a small bottle with a twist cap.  He brought both over to the girl and put them down in front of her, then pulled her back up straight.<br/><br/><em>"I am afraid that you mistake me for something altogether crude, Miss Jemma.  I have no plans to brutalize you.  In fact, under my watchful eyes I will ensure that no lasting harm comes to you.  <strong>Furion.</strong> Of course,"</em>he said suddenly, the name clicking.<em>"Strange that he would save you, if my assumptions are correct, but I suppose he did not want Miss Stiletto to be caught in the crossfire of his revenge.  But you needn't fret.  Should Mister Furion attempt anything, I will be sure to...berate him."</em><br/><br/>He laughed briefly, then took a gentle hold of her chin.<em>"Now, as I was saying.  I have encountered your type before.  You welcome death, and in welcoming it you believe that any torture I may concoct is laughable.  You <strong>crave</strong> torture because you wish to feel die in agony for your sins.  You want everything to <strong>end.</strong>  There is only one punishment fitting for someone that wishes to die.  It is my solemn vow, Miss Jemma, that you will survive in the Slam for the rest of your sentence.  As your torture I bestow upon you the gift of Life.  May you have a long one."</em><br/><br/>Letting her go for a moment he would open the bottle, revealing the pills within.<em>"Unfortunately for you, The Slam is quite thorough in its medical examinations.  We wouldn't want you to go without your medication, after all!"  </em>He plucked out just enough of the small red and white capsules and handed them to her.<em>"I suggest you take them willingly.  I will make sure to help administer your treatment on a daily basis, Miss Jemma.  I dare say I cannot fully trust you to take the recommended dosage by yourself."</em><br/>