Ivy followed him to sit by the window, although sitting there made her feel as if she might fall out at any moment. The longer she sat though, the more accustomed she became to it.<br/><br/>The food was unusual, but better than the vitamin sponges they had been feeding her. The macaroni and berries were kind of like a dessert…or a bread pudding maybe. It was weird, but okay. She thought about asking Droox if they had recreational drugs here, but didn't think she should....yet.<br/><br/>“I have a feeling if I tried to do anything funny it would get misinterpreted and I’d get punished anyway…and I’m not surprised they wouldn’t take jokes well. They don’t look like they would.”<br/><br/>Ivy ate quietly as she contemplated the specialist coming. If she were coming from far away, then maybe she wasn’t a member of the corporation. Maybe she would understand more about what Ivy needed…unless she was scared of Ivy too.<br/><br/>“Droox…why aren’t you scared of me like Jill?”