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[Mal purses his lips together in thought, still keeping his gaze averted from her. She tends to make him feel weak, and with the way she's talking, he isn't so sure he likes the way she's thinking right now either. Sounds too much like core talk rather than someone who's been in the thick of a post-war prison... a real prison.]
Seems any captor, even bots, wouldn't want their captives to be able to fight back or take care of themselves to the point of bein' able to. Still don't make sense. Still feels like givin' in to them in some way. Feels like gettin' comfortable in a place where there shouldn't be no comfort.
[He shrugs a bit.] Probably what they want... why they make it comfortable.