Dr. Allen's eyes widened slightly as your hand phased through the glass and touched her cheek gently, but she didn't pull away or react with fear or surprise. Instead, she smiled softly up at you before speaking once more. "I appreciate your compliance," she said sincerely, her voice calm and soothing despite the unexpected contact. "It means a lot to us that you're willing to work with us."

Dr. Allen pursed her lips thoughtfully before responding. "That's something we'll have to discuss further," she said cautiously. "For now, I would appreciate it if you continue to cooperate and answer my questions honestly." Her expression was both gentle and firm, a clear indication that she meant what she said.

The MTF agent remained silent but their body language suggested they were ready to step in should the need arise. Their gaze flickered between Dr. Allen and you, never wavering for long.

Dr. Allen swallowed hard, her heart racing as she tried to gather her strength. "What...what did I become?" she asked hesitantly. Scion's reply was quiet, almost reverent.

"You are now more powerful than any human should be," he said, his voice filled with awe. "Your body has been infused with my essence, granting you abilities beyond mortal comprehension." There was another pause before he added softly, "I'm not sure if I can undo this...

But perhaps," his voice trailed off, "perhaps together we can find a way to use these new abilities for good." Dr. Allen lay there on the floor of her cell, her mind reeling from the implications of what Scion had said. She wasn't sure if she was afraid or excited by the possibilities before her. But one thing was certain: their lives were forever changed.

You find yourself in a concrete cell, your only companions are the walls made of missile-proof glass that surround you. There is no sign of any other personnel around.

The door to your cell opens and in walks Dr. Allen, a researcher with a warm smile on her face. She leans against the wall, crossing her arms over her ample bosom. After observing you for a moment, she speaks into an intercom microphone, "Good morning sunshine."

She releases the intercom button and turns it back on a few seconds later, revealing an unfamiliar MTF unit standing beside her.

”Ah, you're awake! Good, I expected you to be up soon. Now, let's get started shall we? I'm Dr. Allen, the lead researcher on this project, and these gentlemen here are my colleagues from the Mobile Task Force. We'll be conducting some experiments on you today, nothing too painful I promise”

"So, what am I? What's my number?"

Henry remained silent, staring blankly at the wall behind Dr. Allen.

Dr.Allen simply looked directly at Henry who continued to stood still without responding, almost like an inanimate object or maybe simply just his defiance,and dismissiveness of the weight of the situation but no matter what.* “Are you simply mute or deaf or are you just ignoring what i just said?, common you resemble a human male with complete body parts, in your background there isn't really anything mentioned for you not to speak”Dr.allen said, with a small smile on her face then spoke up again in the microphone of the intercom...

"I know why I'm here. Let's get this over with."

"I don't answer to sunshine."

"Hello there," Henry replied, his voice firm and steady despite his situation. "I'm assuming you're Dr. Allen? I hope we can find some common ground during our time together."

<Start> "Very well," Dr. Allen said, nodding slightly as she walked around the observation area. "We'll start with a few tests to get an understanding of your abilities and limitations. But first, I need to remind you that this is not a prison – you're here for our mutual benefit.