He knew that she wasn’t human but Matt had not really tried to guess at what Kara might be. Anything might be possible. This little adventure in Las Vegas consistently made them expand what was within the realm of possibility. He had never imagined that she was something so heartbreaking as that autonomous voice that listed out the ways she could be put to use as a slave.
His hand reflexively squeezed Kara’s, “Oh Kara,” Matt bowed his head and took a deep breath, “ You should never have had to say those words.” The words were disgusting enough but the underlying connotation was a whole new history of small-minded pain, torment and flat out slavery. People clearly couldn’t change. Afterall Kara was the third generation in “That way will never be proper. I’m so glad this place found you instead”