At first Sayuri snickered at Dorian as he was to be taken as a considered "prisoner", but then as her role was explained, her jaw dropped as she stared at Frankie as though her were nuts.<br/><br/>"You can't honestly expect me to strip down and allow people to strap me to a freaking table. Being drugged is one thing, being forced to do such an extreme is another! What the hell is wrong with you people, what person in their right mind would actually go along with these things!" She cursed, before turning and glaring at Dorian.<br/><br/>"And don't you fucking laugh or I'll castrate your ass!" She hollered at him before he could even think of laughing.<br/><br/>Turning back on Frankie, she stomped her way up to him, body rigid as her hands were clenched at her hips. She glared at him with such an intensity that if glares could kill, he'd be one dead mother fucker.<br/><br/>"I should have never helped you people. I kill some bastard monsters, and the thanks I get is an invasion of my privacy and standards! Asshole, you people are worse then rapists, forcing me to go through with this shit!" She yelled at him.<br/><br/>"God dammit!" She screamed as she turned away from him.<br/><br/>Going still, her back facing him, she took deep calming breaths as she held her eyes closed, clenching her fists randomly. It looked as though she were ready to strike the next person that came to close.<br/><br/>"If all the shit I've gone through in this shitty life isn't bad enough, now I'm being invaded by the people that are supposed to be the good guys.." she muttered a bit angrily.<br/><br/>Glaring back at Frankie from over her shoulder, she gritted her teeth. "Let me ask you something sir... Was it worth it?" She asked, her voice going a bit softer as she waited for him to answer.