[b]“How was I supposed to know what was on the other side of that door?”[/b]

"Really? Are you kidding me?! What do you think 'no! stop! if you let that thing in, it will get us both killed' was supposed to mean!?" She said in exasperation. Were all Lunairans this daft? If it wasn't for her, this Lunairan would be dead! She should have just took the risk and let the Beast eat him. His lack of knowledge of this world was going to end up getting her killed along with him. 

Once again, there was that itch in the back of her brain. A warning. Her body grew tense and she blinked her eyes, looking at him. Something was wrong. He was in her head again. She needed to break through it before--

Letting out a gasp, suddenly he was right there. Before she do anything, her gun was wretched out of her hands. She was left weaponless, glaring at him with pure hatred in her blue eye, "Good job." She spoke sourly, "You have my weapon. What now?" She wasn't going to show fear. That was what he wanted. He craved it, that much she could tell. Especially from the way just moments ago he had been talking about 'letting the others in' to 'see if she was as brave as she claimed she was'. This was some game of glory for him. He wanted to show off to his friends. Likely so he had witness to tell those back on the ship how he had killed the last human on Earth, "Show me off as a prize to your comrades? Kill me in cold blood here in front of them? Or take me back to the ship and dissect me to see why I've survived the virus your people sent down to kill my friends and family?"

If she was brought back to the Lunairan ship, who knew what they would do to her. Perhaps just shoot her, like they had done all those years ago when that boy brought her to the others that were heading back to the ship? Maybe dissect her like she assumed they would? She was sure a human immune to their 'perfect virus' would be of interest to learn about. Or experiment on her, use her as some sort of lab rat since they couldn't use their own to experiment on. Maybe even, if they were cruel enough, keep her as some sort of pet or slave. 

She kept her cold gaze on him, "Or just kill me now and save us both the trouble?"