Animals? [That seems to have struck a very raw nerve in Vastra, as she's suddenly far more mobile and angry than she's been in the past few minutes. She takes two very wide, very quick strides towards her escort.] I am not an animal. [She hisses the words as though she's been waiting to say them for years, or as though the emotions behind them have been put away somewhere deep. Her eyes search the man's face for a moment, as though looking for an indication that her point had been made, then she turns and keeps walking in the direction indicated.]
This sort of twisted science and cruel curiosity reeks of humanity. [Not to mention giving one's test subjects a journal. Bizarre on the surface, but perhaps this happy group liked to read the merry sufferings of their laboratory rats once they had expired. The gift that kept on giving.]
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This sort of twisted science and cruel curiosity reeks of humanity. [Not to mention giving one's test subjects a journal. Bizarre on the surface, but perhaps this happy group liked to read the merry sufferings of their laboratory rats once they had expired. The gift that kept on giving.]