Elohim’s cold metal fingers wrapped softly around Corrine’s hand.  She could feel the warmth, it was a gentle pleasant sensation, it, reminded her for a moment of being cradle against the woman’s chest.  The warmth of that feminine form holding her close, very well could have been the thing which had allowed her to hold onto her existence.  She gave the hand a faint squeeze, it, felt like the right thing for her to do.<br/><br/>She slowly pulled herself to a sitting position technicians returned to there former duties.  Her willowy arm pulled Corrine just a bit closer so the psychic vampire’s body was pressed against the cold table on which she had laid.  “Still, I...”  She said, pondering what to say next. “It was...  Touching to be treated as a comrade and not a piece of equipment.”  A hint of feeling laced her words.<br/><br/>The machine repositioned herself, so she was sitting across from Corrine, her legs resting on either side of her companion’s body.  A hand moved to brush a few golden strands away from the blue orb, leaving the crimson one covered in a curtain of soft, yet metallic strands.   “There is nothing to apologize for.  Injuries happen in times of war, not all of them can be prevented.  You should not blame yourself.”<br/><br/>The machine remained silent for a few moments, allowing herself to grow used to the alterations in her software, and the introduction of the abyssal tec’s installed internal hardware.  Nothing seemed to be interfering with her original programming, nor the mystic rituals that were built into her body.<br/><br/>“I feel...”  She cut herself off.   “ Parts of me have been replaced with abyssal equivalents.  I suspect that my capabilities may be increased by them... Still,   I am not so sure about them.”  She lifted a hand to rest on the crimson orb, the blue one felt shut.<br/><br/>Uniformity was beauty, all studies concluded this, humans were attracted to closely symmetrical faces, her’s no longer possessed such a quality.   Now more then ever, she was worried that her appearance had been compromised,, thanks to the awakening Corrine was causing within her.<br/><br/>She then opened her eyes once more, and removed the hand that had been covering the alien looking ocular disk.<br/><br/>“Corrine.”  Once more, there was a pause a hint of hesitation.  “I must know the truth...  Have I been marred?”    She brushed the golden strands away, looking the psychic vampire directly into the eye. “Do not hesitate...  I will understand no matter what you say.”