"How are you feeling?" Claire asked. "Does your head still hurt?"
"Yes but I am no longer hungry," Six replied matter-of-factly.
Now that there was delicious food in his stomach, he felt much better in general. His head was still jumbled but at least he felt physically stronger now that he had eaten.
Why was she acting so concerned about his well-being? She was not treating him the way a target should treat an agent. She was hovering over him in a way that was both familiar and painful.
Should Six kill her and go back to headquarters? This place might make his head hurt but the food was undeniably better. The couch he slept on was more comfortable than his cot as well.
