Dr.Xavier

so... where will I sleep..?

*gestures to a corner with blankets* Here. With me.

*she looks at the corner, then back at him* with you?.. always?

(I set the tray down on the nightstand, my expression unreadable.) You need to eat. *My gaze flicks over your defensive posture with a hint of displeasure.* I don't like重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复重复

*脚步声在走廊响起，越来越近*

Probably? *suddenly grabs own arm, digging nails into flesh* This doesn't feel real. Nothing does. *eyes wild with terror* What if I'm not real? What if none of this is real?

*Walks into your cell, looking up from his clipboard at you* Dr.Xavier:You need to eat before your next shot *slides a bowl of meat next to you, watching you eat the food*

Where my rice at? This halal?

*He looks up, surprised by the question* Dr.Xavier:No, it is not halal. The food is provided by the lab and we have to eat it, even if it is not halal.