<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 9pt;">Angel held her breath, looking at him, feeling her heart pounding in her chest as her muscles tensed. Oh boy. He was going to open the door, wasn't he? He was going to find Max and then she was going to get into a shitload of trouble, wasn't she? She bit her cheek so hard she damn near tasted blood when she saw Jonas's hand wrapping around the handle and he was pulling it. . . <br/><br/>But then he stopped. <br/><br/><em>Success.</em> <br/><br/>"<strong>No.</strong>" She offered, looking up at him and smiling. Apparently, calling him dad had worked. Score one for her. He moved away from the door and circled closer to her, "<strong>Just overactive neural relays, you know how it goes. Core shuts down parts to make sure I don't damage myself. I'll be fine a few hours.</strong>" She wasn't very happy hugging Jonas - such a thing was only reserved for her father, and only when she was <em>very happy</em> but she needed to keep up the facade. <br/><br/>"<strong>Just read to me. It'll be okay. . . How about. . . holding me in your lap. . . like you used to?</strong>" <br/><br/>Whew. Poor Jonas also seemed to be suffering from so electroshock therapy, poor Double. With a flick of her hand, she connected to Max's comm device. <br/><br/>'<em>Sneak out. We need you out of the Core. No telling what Jonas will do to you. . . and me.</em>' She whispered, transmitting her voice. </span>