"Oh, and how do you think you should be treated? Like a princess, pampered and spoiled, at every opportunity? That life's behind you; you serve<em>me</em>now."<br/><br/>The woman stalked forward, strutting confidently. "That would be the drugs you were given. Kept you docile, and removed your memories, until I could get you to safety, in space. After all, I spent good money on you, didn't want you getting hurt or running away, now."