<em>She’s definitely not one to be coy.</em>Sarah was very aroused by Daniso’s initial reply, though what she said afterward did give the medic pause. “Well, maybe I have an ulterior motive in not wanting anyone hurt—less work for me,” she teased. “And seeing that Teutonic sasquatch get knocked on his ass, the Germans actually have the perfect word for that:<em>‘Schadenfreude,’</em>it means taking pleasure in the misfortune of others. As for philosophy...well, the Prisoner Enlistment Service was pretty clear that if I started talking about that, the recommended treatment was sucking on some vacuum ’til the urge passed.”<br/><br/>Sarah considered just how she felt about Daniso. Bloodthirsty was not a quality she would have found acceptable in a romantic partner back in her old life, but back then she had been looking for love. That emotion was off the table now—Sarah did not believe love was possible for her without an intellectual connection, and that was not an option when the topics that interested her most were treasonous. But in lieu of romance there was the next best thing—lots of meaningless sex. It was not as if she had anything better to do between now and whenever her current career got around to killing her.<br/><br/>The young doctor stepped closer to the other woman, her sexual excitement making it easy to push aside any shyness she would have otherwise been hindered by. Sarah’s tone became quieter and silky. “One thing we can all agree on is that heroism ought to be rewarded.” She traced one finger ever so gently, longingly over Daniso’s arm and batted her pretty, almond-shaped eyes up at the taller woman. “I’d like to reward you for saving the day just now, and I bet Church would too. Why don’t we find some nice out of the way spot, and all of us find out just how wet you can become?”