Mohini looked up at her, eyes full of confusion and uncertainty, the touch on her cheek, the way she moved her hair aside and raised her head, and then the look in Masina's eyes. How could this woman go from being so cold to suddenly so gentle and caring? Still, her mouth moved forward to take the slice of fruit, never taking her eyes off her female captor, even as she chewed and swallowed the food quickly. Wihout even thinking, her lips moved and formed words she had not been expecting to ever say to these people, "Thank you."