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Eon stayed still as she waited for her to speak. Have I left her speechless? When Hellfire finally spoke, she stared at her for a few seconds. Her lips twitched as she tried to keep her face expressionless. Eon listened as she cleared her initial thoughts of what she just said. Her thoughts stopped when Meg finally asked a question. She ignored the gooseflesh she felt on her skin. Eon shifted from her sitting position. Slowly, to not startle Hellfire, she moved to the edge of the bed. She thought of standing, but instead she leaned back and stretched her legs out over the bed. She looked up at Meg. Her fingers gripped the sheets as she tried to think of the simplest answer to her question. She closed her eyes. The last question she wanted to answer was this one.

“Well, according to them…” she paused to take in another deep breath, “…because I lost and destroyed valuable property. I stole important property and information. Translation, I helped experiments, or like they called them, research participants, escape. Also, when I was about to help the l-” She couldn’t help the shutter that ran through her body. Eon stood up, opened her eyes, and walked around Hellfire. Eon went to the window and looked at the stars. “Well, before I could even help the last one escape, my sister caught me. She said she’d help me get this last one out…I decided I’d leave with h-, it,” she said. Her heartbeat pounded against her chest, like a trapped and frantic beast.

“Everything went wrong with trying to get it out,” she said. She crossed her arms and swallowed. “Before s-, it died..sh-, it gave me something. It is a living thing that lives inside of me now. It gave me my ability to heal. It lived in h-, the experiment before. Now I am responsible for it. I prom-” she gasped, cutting off her sentence suddenly. She couldn’t talk about it fully still. Eon bit her bottom lip and blinked quickly so tears wouldn’t fall. Eon felt overwhelmed as too many emotions ran through her at once. She was able to brush most of the memories away that tried to come to the forefront. Eon took slow deep breaths until she stopped shaking. She hadn’t even notice she had started to.

She only stayed silent for a few seconds though. Eon felt as if she said too much. It felt nice to tell someone something, but she felt raw, vulnerable, now. She likely just told the unfriendliest person on the ship as well. Eon didn’t want to start a fight with Hellfire, but she just thought of how she was to be assigned to the med bay. Also, she needed a change in topic. She was done with questions for the day. Eon already knew she wouldn’t be able to sleep after this lovely conversation.

“One more thing. I am not telling you what to do, but I would strongly advise you don’t move me to the med bay. I am not good with people. I don’t like touching them or being touched by them. It’s one of my issues...I’ll help whenever we encounter Et Salvos, but it would be best to not assign me there,” she paused, “I can help in the med bay if ever needed, if it doesn’t involve my powers, but I’ve been told my hands aren’t meant to touch anything living. They are only meant for machines I have been told. I helped in a med bay before and there were complaints. Living things are much more complicated than machines. Speaking of machines...”

“When are we landing? I’d like to check out the rudders, especially after Banshee’s turns,” she added as she turned around to face Hellfire.