Davor sighed and looked like a father who was trying to reason with his child. "That is neither here not there. When you men arrive we shall deal with that, for now... It's just you and her." He sat on Sora's bed tinkering with the computers he had brought. He could see Sora was frighten but paid little mind to her. "So one life for the many? Her life for yours? Or taking her down with you?" The poor avian girl continued to temble in his arms, small whimpers and whispers of "I don't want to die" slipping past.

Sora was to frighten to shout... Her mind repeatitively asking, wanting, her master to save her. She really did not want to die. A choked sob escaped her as her fear rose and she simply started to cry loudly, much like the small child she still was.