Matt sits quietly on the couch, thinking. He's seen this movie before, so it gives him a good two hours to think.<br/><br/>He gave her free choice to pick a movie. She chose one that she thought he would like. That, and the fact that she slipped quite easily into the role of slave really got him thinking.<br/><br/>She's been broken.<br/><br/>He's not sure what they did to her in the Re-education process, but they battered down her self-worth, had her thinking of herself as less than human.<br/><br/>Then again, he can see the other side. There is a certain kind of freedom to be had from not having to worry about where your next meal is coming from, or if there's going to be a roof over your head that night. He doesn't fault her for choosing to live that type of life.<br/><br/>What gets his ire is the fact that this lifestyle was chosen for her. Never mind the fact that she's enjoying it; it was chosen for her, because she worshiped the Goddess instead of the Judao-Christian God. And that, in his eyes, is not right.<br/><br/>He thinks back to everything that's happened since she was delivered to him yesterday. The fact that she's stopped calling him Matt and only used Master, even when it's safe to do so. The fact that calling her Ms. Clark, even as a code phrase, is confusing to her.<br/><br/>She needed him.<br/><br/>He glances at her as she kneels in front of the couch. He originally bought her so that he can more easily try to escape notice while he works to change the system. He wasn't sure why he chose her in particular. There was another servant for sale that used to be a computer hacker. He probably could have bought him a whole lot cheeper than he bought Susan. But Susan intrigued him for some reason. Not to mention the fact that she's smoking hot. By the end of the movie, he's reached a decision.<br/><br/>He stands up. "Time to get ready for bed. Meet me at my bedroom door when you're finished."<br/><br/>He does his toiletries quickly, then pauses by his dresser. He hasn't touched one half of the dresser, ever since Edna died. Her clothing still folded neatly inside her half. He hadn't had the heart to clean it out, or even look through it. He opens that side now, getting out a pair of her old BDUs and some underwear. He places them on the bed, and waits for Susan.