She glanced to him then, a neutral look on her face, hiding emotions. "Normally I would work on myself. But the second body is still being built. Please don't damage me further." Her voice cracked, as she didn't mean it in a rude way. She was more begging, sorrowful still. Walking forward, she lay down on her back on the table, a ring rising around her forehead, which then displayed her entire conscious as a holographic map on the screen. He had access to her every whim and thought once more.