[center]~| Lea Rahn and Denso Halsa, Prison bunk room Aurek |~
~| 18:04 - 18:20 |~[/center]
Though Lea did not know who this Lady Lansha was, she knew there were several sith she had yet to encounter, so it came as no surprise. She had a vague feeling there was more to the tale, but Denso seemed unwilling to share, and Lea did not feel like pushing at this time. She had far too many things to think about already.

Standing in silence, she thought about what Darth Nyiss had done to her. There was a distinct plan to it. She could not remember everything, but she could faintly remember the rage that had somehow flowed through her, how the Darth had turned the lightning Lea had somehow summoned back on her, yet it had done no visible harm to her. Having been tortured with it in the past, she knew well it should have left marks. She had even seen how it affected individuals tortured for a long time with it, how it left its scars. The duration she had gone through must’ve been at least that long, yet she could find no scar tissue, no marks. Her body was simply too limber still to have the amounts of scarring she should have had from it.

It was impossible at this point to say what Darth Nyiss was doing to her, but it was not the casual torture she had tried to break her with early on. There was more of a purpose to this. And then there was that injection before her emotional self-control had been shredded. Nyiss had drawn blood in the past, but never injected things other than truth serums. Whatever the black fluid was, it was not some normal sort of drug.

At that point, she realized that the Jedi knight was speaking again. She shifted her focus and caught at least parts of it. Something about aches and the need for rest and Darth Nyiss’ plans. She looked up from her self-deliberations before responding. “I have rested. I don’t know exactly what Darth Nyiss is planning, but I know she doesn’t want any of us dead. If she had, we would already have been dead. While rest is important, I can’t simply rest all the time. I need to do stuff. We need to find a way out of here.”

She decided that she would take whatever the Darth unleashed upon her in stride. It had kept her sane these two months, so even if the Darth’s methods had changed somewhat, it should still work. She pushed the aches and pains down. They were there, but she refused to let them control her. She would move more carefully, more deliberately, but she would be the one in control, not they. That would be enough for now.

Over the coming time, she would have to try to find out what Darth Nyiss was actually doing to her. Having even a basic understanding of that would make it a lot easier to deal with. She had no illusions that she could prevent it, but understanding would be nice. “Where are the others?” she asked, her tone clearly indicating she was more in control over herself.