Was she supposed to be flattered by the man’s praises?  She knew she was an exquisite piece of machinery designed wholy for combat purposes.  How else was she supposed to function.  How would the man react, if he knew that part her,  the selfish part of her wanted to throw it all away and become exactly like him?<br/><br/>The machine looked upward at the man, an eyebrow raised quizzically as he spoke.  She was sure bathing was normally something private.  Yes, she might have shared a shower with the strange yet intoxicating woman, but it was at the doctor’s request.  Still she took a deep breath,  perhaps she could help.  The human monster did make her what was it called…. Dessert?  She could at least return the favor, it was the right thing to do?  She nodded her head to Doctor Ying.  “I wil.”<br/><br/>She brought herself to a stand gazing down at the small human,  her eyes unblinking.  “She will not become aggressive will she?”<br/>