Cassie stood there, listening intently to the first two options. Out of those two, clearly the first option was the one preferred. The second option was clearly too dangerous. Too many risks posed themselves such as infection, and dying during the surgery. She couldn't have him die on her. She would be devastated. Seeing him so hurt was already almost too much for her to bare, to know he could possibly die was something that she couldn't stand. No, the second option he gave her was not a possible option she could go with. But still, option number one, while safe and painless for Lucian.....it risked him having permanent memory loss. How much of his memory would be lost? Some? All? Would he even remember her? How as she supposed to get her memories back if he lost his? They would become strangers to each other. She gave a frustrated sigh, raking her hand through her hair.

Then, Uncle spoke a third option, one that gave her some new information. This information made her eyes widen and she looked at him. So....it hadn't been a freak accident that the robots got a hold of her. It had been planned. And not only Uncles plan, but her plan as well. She had planned to get captured so she could become like this. She had agreed to this. And now oh how she regretted that decision. And at the same time, didn't. She had done it to help the colony, and in way, it seemed to be a success. She wasn't like the other androids. She was a cyborg now. She wasn't trying to kill the humans. If it wasn't for losing her memories, the experiment wold be a complete success. 

To hear Uncle propose they do the same things to Lucien...well, Castille didn't know what to think. To have him captured by the androids. To have him changed. She didn't even remember the transition process, but she knew it was painful. In her taking captured humans to the conversion facility when she had been part of the termination team she remembered hearing the horrifying and pained screams of the humans being changed. It pained her to even think about Lucien going through that.

The only options they had were the first and third option and she couldn't think of which one she would rather him go through. Closing her eyes tightly in frustration, she stood there a moment before she looked back to Uncle, "I......I can't decide that Uncle.....I......I'm going to ask Lucien. Let him decide. If I had the chance to choose what happened to me, he should have the same chance." She stated and without another word to the old man, turned, walking out. 

She headed back to the infirmary, where she found Lucien asleep again. She knew he was still on the pain medication, and to ask him she would have to wait until the drugs weren't affecting his mind. She sat next to where he lay solemnly, for hours. Toni had once or twice come and tried to convince her to leave and go eat or get some fresh air, but she refused and he would leave again. 

Finally, when she heard him start to stir again, she waited silently for him to open his eyes and she could already feel her tears welling up in her eyes at the thought of having to soon have him make a decision that would surely affect the relationship between the two of them. Carefully, she took his hand and spoke quietly, "Lucien?....I need to ask you something.....its very important....."