The insult that Evelynia threw toward this Lunairan scum seemed to set him off. Good. She wanted to irritate him. To get under his skin. She rose an eyebrow as he yelled at her, yanking at his chain that kept him captive. Of course though, much different to his vision, the chain and the pol both held fast. She scoffed at his words, rolling her eyes, "I don't do this, and I won't do that." Glaring at him, she shook her head, "I don't think you're in the position to be telling me what I should do with you. I won't release you. And, until I decide what it is I want to do with you, you're staying right where you are." Once she had what she wanted from him, then she would kill him. 

Walking over to her mattress again, she looked to him, eyeing him up. This Lunairan could be dangerous if he managed to get out of his bindings. Not that he would. He was pretty much stuck until she killed him or until he somehow managed to convince him to release her. Which WAS NOT happening. Still, he wasn't about to let her rest. She could guarantee that. He would probably either continue to try and worm his way into her head again or would find some other way of bothering her and keeping her up. And she liked her sleep way to much to let him do that. 

Leaning forward where she sat on the edge of her mattress, she watched him closely, eyes narrowing. Just how did she want to go about doing this? Shoot him with the Silencer? She knew it didn't kill Lunairans. Or at least, if it did kill Lunairans, the Lunairans would already have to have been weakened, their heart already in trouble. Either by old age or having been damaged enough in battle. Still, she didn't know if that would leave lasting damage and ramifications she didn't know about. She wouldn't be able to get her information then. She would have to find some other way.

She could try her own ability. Her mother had told her empathy wasn't normal in Lunairans. Telekinesis and Shields were a part of her bloodline, but the empathy was something that was unheard of. A new ability, that her mother had speculated was caused by the mixed genetics of Lunairan and Human blood. Her mother had been looking into it. Having been friends with other Lunairans that had become Human Sympathizers, she spoke with those Lunairans about their own offspring. Almost half of them had similar outcomes. Children with unique abilities. It was an unexpected and genetically fascinating phenomenon that her mother hadn't gotten to explore much before the invasion happened. Either way, this Lunairan wouldn't know what was happening to him, or that she had a trick of her own.

As she stared at him, her pupils widened just ever so slightly, in an almost unnoticeable fashion. This was something she would do as s child, when her brother couldn't sleep. He would ask her to 'do the thing' and she would put him to sleep with her powers. It was practiced, though it had been awhile so it took a little bit more effort this time. But soon, the Lunairan would feel himself begin to relax. Her heart rate calming. Anger ebbing away. That's when the sleep would begin to fight for control, and sooner or later, it would win.