"You did more than just that," the young Rabbit said, her voice thoughtful and serious. "You...what is the expression? Cleaned his clock."<br/><br/>Her lips twisted in a funny little half-smirk and then she sank back down and turned until all that Skye would see of her new room-mate were her ears.<br/><br/>"So. What you are going to do with me?"<br/><br/>Skye could hear the hesitation and worry in Anya's question. Dale certainly seemed to think the young woman had gone through some unpleasantness--Five Card Monty had a rep as the sort of limp-dicked woman-hating jackhole who would go through girlfriends like someone with hay fever went through facial tissues. Plus she was barely legal and supposedly undocumented, so it wasn't like she would have been able to seek help and be taken seriously.