Dr. Tarington licked her lips, looking Elohim straight in the eye.  "That's where you're wrong."  She said sweetly, folding her hands together.  "I already see you as a pile of spare parts."  She clarified, stepping towards the woman with the blade in her hand.  "Tell me, can you push that blade through my body, knowing that you'll take the life of an innocent human?"  She asked, her voice dripping with honey even as her pants drooped slightly, exposing the pale flesh of her hips and waist to sunlight that it was unused to.<br/><br/>"Why not just relax and come with me?"  She suggested, walking closer and reaching out towards Elohim with a steady hand.  "All I want to do is understand you."  She said seductively, penetrating the bubble of Elohim's personal space.  "I want to know what drives you...  what you want, what you feed on..."  The doctor's delicate fingers reached up to Elohim's cheek and delicately traced along her hair, soft fingertips flowing down the side of her neck and down her shoulder.  "What you like."  Dr. Tarington said, in a tone usually reserved for saying "let's fuck," her dark eyes staring yet deeper into Elohim's blue ocean.