Elliot looked at him when he introduced himself. She rubbed her human wrist and winced a little as the handcuffs had cut into it. When soldiers entered, she did her best not to react and freak them out. Besides, she didn't want her hands locked back up. 

"Kill him," the voice in her head hissed.

Her eye twitched as she ignored it. She looked up at Jacob when he explained what he was going to take her. She nodded her head. Pursing her lips, she walked with him, "My old quarters... And you know... my name? And the picture... that [I]was[/I] me..." he knew her, that was for sure. It wasn't just words he had said to stop her from killing him. 

"If you followed orders, it never would have stopped you," the voice muttered. She ignored it.

She slowly started to think about her first question. She decided to start off easy, "How old am I?"