"<em>You are not to question me, the Gracoxien.</em>" The large specimen replied mentally, glowering at her as it clicked repeatedly. Scores of Coxiens chittered together noisily and the Gracoxien lumbered forward slowly, "<em>You can hide nothing from me, Anna, soon you will be my host-bearer. I have left you with clear mind, because consciousness is required for your children to be accepted into human society...</em>" The Gracoxien wriggled with pleasure, their goal was oh-so-close. He turned to her perfect figure, still with now-cold seed dripping off her body and tentacles holding her upright. He observed her reactions; funny how humans tended to be so complicated in thought. They should learn to be more simplistic, like Coxiens. "<em>As for your friend ... Well ... She will live. Yet she is no longer whole, similar to you.</em>"<br/><br/>The Gracoxien rumbled, a sound that was supposed to be laughter. The Coxiens growled in a passable repication of what the Gracoxien did. "<em>The more pleasure you feel, the better the offspring will be.</em>" The Gracoxien trilled, "<em>Go, human female-that-enjoys-torment, embrace the gifts my venom has given you. Go, feel pleasure with your male compatriots, or the others of my kind.</em>" It paused, then, more confidently, added, "<em>You will succumb.</em>" The tentacles holding Anna up released her from her bonds, allowing her to fall to the ground. "<em>Look upon your reflection. You will be pleased.</em>" The Gracoxien hummed as the tentacles binding the walls in place parted to allow her to go find her comrades. Little did Anna know, though the Gracoxien had not exposed or abused it, he had the ability to warp her mind to control her and seek her location from afar mentally.