"My skills aren't suited to the soldier life," Kim's tone was even, if not business-like. "Nor are they suited to becoming a sister wife." She said almost pointedly. Her eyes fell to the meat. If escape was impossible, then she didn't care much about her sanity. Though, according to most of her psychologists, corporate or otherwise, that she had over the years, she was already clinically insane in some manner. Not that she ever let that be discovered by anybody but them. Kim glanced to the blade, but she knew she wasn't fast enough or strong enough to overpower Daren, if his previous display was any indication of physical prowess. Despite having a wiry sort of strength, her abilities were more mental strength and cleverness.