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Roxy had chosen nothing. Mostly because the scientist beside he hadn't let go of her after dragging her from the knifes. His fingers dug into her thin arm. She ignored the pain. It was minor. She glanced at Isa stopped beside her. She wondered what the man thought of the scientist's possessiveness of her. Few of the others had noticed. But she doubted much got past this man. He was the kind that saw everything. He would make a good soldier.