Eva looked up at Jessica, her eyes red with tears. Already miserable and humiliated, she could hardly bare the way the Captain spoke to her now, and in no small part because she couldn't, just at that moment say that she was wrong; the thought of going through that abuse again frightened Eva, and her only other option was to submit to the captains will. That was an option that was just as unbearable.<br/><br/>As the throbbing pain in her groin grew less intense, and the wind returned to her lungs, Eva felt her metal returning, if only slightly. She realised she couldn't give up, not this easily, not to slaver scum like Jessica. Shakily, she got to her feet. The Captain was facing away from her, looking out of the cell door window, and Eva took the opportunity.<br/><br/>Had she been thinking clearer, she would have realised that it was a bad idea; she was already exhausted and weak, and all she could do was bring more pain upon herself. But she wasn't thinking, and with a roar of unbridled fury, she charged her captor, shoulder slamming her against the cell door.