She was so grateful that Todd was somehow there with her. Everything was happening in such a blur, she wasn't sure why or how he was there, but without him at her side as the marines escorted them through the halls, she would have been a crying, shaking wreck by the time she sank into her chair. As it was, she was still having trouble keeping her breathing steady, and there was a slight trembling in her body that was exacerbating her rib injury.

Looking down at her still bare right hand, the glove clutched in her left, she shook her head slightly. "He just wanted to ask me a question," she told Todd in that wavering voice. "What was it like to live on a hive ship? With the wraith being given the gene therapy, he was curious, and he didn't have anyone else to ask."

She tugged her glove on suddenly, frantically. "I wasn't paying attention. This shouldn't have happened. Not here."