Lisle's shoulders hunched a little more, although she kept her gaze on Gerlinde.  She didn't want to look at Kluge.  She didn't want to see the lust she heard in his voice.  When he mentioned the rest of the guards, she trembled fiercely, and fear filled the emerald eyes.<br/><br/><em>Kommandant's own.</em>The sentence that had doomed her yesterday seemed a beneficence now, and there was a cautious relaxing to her limbs.  Only someone observing her closely would notice it.  Not until he was gone did she let her near-panic show.<br/><br/>"I won't be handed around to the guards, will I, Gerlinde?"  There was a note of fracture in her voice, bright and sharp as glass shards.