Uncle took in the sight of his goons laid out upon the floor, the one still tight in Cassie's armlock. The grimace on the man's face more than indicated the amount of pain he was in, and Uncle had little doubt that Cassie was holding that arm just the barest millimeter from dislocation... if not worse. He also viewed Toni's reactions, but most importantly his attentions were on Lucien. The young man had been one of the best fighters they had up until a year ago. Self destructive tendencies and idleness had weakened him far more than the young man might suspect; the old scientist firmly believed that physically Lucien was retained much of his strength. It was the boy's reflexes that had suffered the most. However, Uncle saw what he wanted to see, which was Lucien getting to his feet on his own for once. While he might have been swaying from the effects of being beaten twice in one day, he had gotten up and looked ready for more.
Cassie was not the only one undergoing testing at the moment. Lucien passed. For now.
When the girl fiercely declared her independence, Uncle looked at her curiously and then smiled broadly like a proud father. He started to laugh and clap his hands together. "Perfectly. You make yourself perfectly clear." He leaned towards her just a tad. "Did you hear yourself? Did you listen? THAT... was your voice. That was how Cassie talks, not the Android who just came to us with its flat tones and rhythmic cadences! That was you! A little formal, perhaps, a little stiff, but it was you! And reasoning! And not only defiance couple with self preservation and independence, but defiance on behalf of another! This. Is. EXCELLENT!" Head upturned and fists raised above his head, Uncle laughed in a choking mix of joy and madness in what could only have been called the classic mad scientist pose of milking a giant cow.
The laughter trailed to giggles as he lowered his arm to negligently wave off his men. "Let him go, Cassie, let him go. He was only playing his part in this and he knew what was coming. Toni, stow those chains away, would you, lad? Just in case we ever get an Android who is less cooperative in the future." He paused. "No. Not an Android. Not any more. Androids are robots in human form, without free will or self awareness. You, Cassie... You are something right out of the science fiction books of old. We've used technology to supplement injured and sick humans for years, but never on this level. You Cassie... are a Cyborg. An uglier than Android, I grant you, but as you are the first... true... Cyborg, it will be up to you to made that a label people respect and not fear."
Lucien, scowling at Uncle's duplicity, staggered over to Cassie's side and put a hand to her shoulder even as he glared at their leader. "You played me. You played us. Again."
Uncle shrugged. "Of course, I did. I told you before that just because I find certain tasks deplorable or regretful, it does not mean I will abstain from them if I believe them to be necessary and beneficial to the Colony as a whole. Cassie... the Cassie we all knew from before... understood that and even accepted it herself, albeit to a lesser degree. Although I fear my original assessment still stands. She is still far more valuable to the community than you are, Lucien. That is... not likely to change any time soon."
"The real question is what to do with you now, Cassie. As you have so adamantly declared, you are not an animal to kept locked up in the lab. But at the same time, I must insist that you have a... chaperone. Someone to help you readjust to life among us. So! Where should we put you?"
"With us," a high voice came drifting from the back. Pony edged her way into the room, her braid swinging behind her as she shyly came in. "You know there aren't any more nesting hollows available. They're all taken up. Even Toni and Jodie are crowded in with their son. But Cassie and Lucien are still engaged, aren't they?" Her innocent question hung in the air. "And Cassie's my friend, even if I annoy her now and then. She and I are both pretty small, so even there'll be plenty of room for us even with Lucien scrapping his head on the ceiling. I'm not suggesting... oh, what's your word for it?! Cohabitating, that's it! I'm not suggesting cohabitating. Just... she stays with us until we figure out what's what!"
Lucien opened his mouth to speak, but then shut it firmly closed to shake his head before answering. "That's not true, Pony. Cassie's nest is still there. With all her things. No one wanted to move them. At best, she would just need new blankets and every, because those we couldn't afford not to share. So she could always go back there... if she wants. Or if Toni and his wife are willing, she could try and squeeze in with them." He turned towards Cassie, his face drawn and bruised. When he spoke, his voice was softer than it had been since she had first been captured within the Colony. "It's your choice, Cassie." The expression on his faced conveyed his own dilemma. While he pined to be near Cassie now that he accepted who she was, he could not simply drop Pony so callously. Nor did he feel the right to pressure Cassie into joining them. She had declared herself to be a sentient being with thoughts and feelings of her own, and all Lucien could do now was to give her the right to chose her own course of action.