Devika listened with curiosity. She knew Flood was right about different kinds of strength. She figured there was something she could take advantage of there. A half smile graced her face, as she'd never been asked for help from anyone before. "I suppose your different personalities probably have a bunch of different fears. Maybe your prototype doesn't know where to go, or maybe the fear reaction spreads between your personalities so thin that it doesn't affect you strong enough. In any case, I'd love to help. It'll be an interesting experiment for me." She looked toward the gun. "So... what do I do?"