The green-haired girl, predictably enough, burst into tears and suddenly clung to Sunny for several moments, hiding her young face against the woman's shoulder and weeping uncontrollably.  In amongst the sobs, Sunny caught snatches of "thought they'd killed you" and "couldn't fight them off", among other bits of self-loathing.  Eventually, though, the tweenager calmed down, wiped her eyes with the back of one hand with vicious efficiency, and pulled away.<br/><br/>"You okay," she asked, voice trembling a bit.  "They must've worked you pretty hard, from what they were saying."<br/><br/>Her ears burned, as did her face, and she bit her lower lip.  Her voice lowere, became tinged with fascination and horror.<br/><br/>"They really did you...uhm...back there?"