Ivy grinned as it answered her in pig latin. She wouldn't use it often, of the polvox might learn it, but it was good to know it was there if she needed it. She shook her head and smiled as it attempted the other languages.<br/><br/>"No, just English...I didn't really pay attention is spanish class, and that was the only other launguage I took."<br/><br/>Suddenly it started in on how distrusting she was.<em>Great, another lecture.</em>The smile left Ivy's face and she turned her gaze to the window again.<br/><br/>"They only care about their investment. I imagine I am quite an expensive 'experiment' and they don't want their money wasted. They have demonstrated to me over and over again they don't care for my well-being. It was only when I responded to their cruelty with inactivity and involuntary feeding that they relented. They have given me few reasons to trust them. I am nothing but a very expensive display in a zoo."<br/><br/>The creatures fingers weren't repulsive, but didn't really comfort her.  She hadn't had comfort for years from anyone, and told herself she didn't need it. Any basic human need for touch she fullfilled through more decadent means. Affection wasn't something she was comfortable with from anything, let alone a strange creature. Droox's hand on her shoulder was about all she could stand. Ivy didn't pull away from it's touch, but didn't respond either.<br/><br/>"I don't need affection anymore. I don't know what it is like now, but in my experience affection was witheld from me for many years. I no longer need it."<br/><br/>Ivy tried telling herself that she was being honest, that she didn't need affecton anymore, despite the sad ache in her belly.