When the woman seemed just about to be willing to speak up, Freya was pushed away from her by Matt. What did the idiot think he was doing, interfering like that? If he had just let her do her thing she would've gotten the answers out of that woman for sure. "I was not going to kill her, just push her until she would break. Everyone has a breaking point, you know. The moment when they cannot take it anymore and just give in. Getting her to that point was all I was doing." Freya spoke, obviously annoyed the man hadn't thought of that before. Certainly he was no rogue or mercenary of any kind, otherwise he could've known.

The woman gasped, filling up her lungs with air again, taking a moment before she turned her attention back to the subjects. After not too long, a small smile formed around her lips, although this one was different, as it didn't quite reach her eyes. "What I have to lose? That's more than you think." Was all she said to the male subject. She wouldn't just lose her job. No, she wouldn't want to lose her job, but other from that, sharing any kind of information with anyone not allowed to was a risky thing. Everyone working at the project knew. They all remembered the day when that one man found he'd had enough, and wanted to spread the word, share his informatiin with the media... He was shot down and locked away. After a few hours, they heard horrible screams from the room he was in, and that was all. Nobody had ever heard or seen him after that.