"No, no more sedatives." She doesn't like sleeping when there's nobody there with her. Being forced to sleep is no better. She's still terrified of waking up back on that slab, scalpels bearing down on her.

"You were there. That's already more than enough. Stop selling yourself short."

She's having none of that shit, Ambulon.

"Right now, I'd rather have you, if it's all the same."