Kijani had been ready to try her vines on the electrocuted weapons, but before she could speak up, some woman walked into the room. Another prisoner, then? She mentioned something interesting.. something about dying not being a concern. Maybe if the poor creature couldn't feel, she just wanted not to live? She really couldn't blame the girl... after all, there were some wonderful things worth feeling.
She spun at the voice of Jacque, her golden eyes narrowing. "Please, do tone down the human hate... I thought you were a civilized being." She bared her teeth in a wolfish smile. "Now, if you must know, it seems that our freedom may have been an engineered occurrence rather than a rare stroke of good luck. We do not know who has freed us, but if it were for purposes of a better life, they likely wouldn't have left us drifting in unknown space. I prefer preparation to surprise. If you aren't going to join us in defending ourselves, you can be..." Her lips quirked. "The clean-up crew."