Ambrose's words itched under Brianna's skin and for a moment she was tempted to slap him but she resisted. She would not have a subject make a mockery of her in front of a fellow scientist. "I'd be careful with those lips. Plenty of cells we can get from them, and you really don't need them on your face to continue living. Oh, but you'll play nice for us, won't you?" Her voice was low and dangerous. She took hold of the connection part of Ambrose's handcuffs and used it to direct him out of the cage by pulling him along.