Jacqueline nods in thanks. "Thank you, Mister Warren." She does glare at Fifteen, too. "I agree, that was completely unnecessary and cruel. We could have rehabilitated her, given enough time." Jacqueline gets up and rolls her shoulders and neck, and once again manifests the elegant blade of silver flame, tinged with a flickering black aura around where the actual cutting edge of the sword would normally be.
"Zadok is the only one who can heal us if we get hurt, so we need to protect him. For the people who need equipment, we need to find that first. And preferably some clothes along with it." Jacqueline pauses for a moment. "Campre... you said something about some of the patients turning into monsters, correct?" Jacqueline kneels and examines the corpse of the deranged torturer, attempting to distinguish if she had any physical alterations.
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Fifteen takes the insults with stoicism, seemingly unmoved by the disapproval of those around her. "You called her a monster and the only good monster is a dead one. Besides, how much time do we have to rehabilitate this shapechanger? Leaving one locked in a cell changes nothing when their bodies can change form. Now there is no threat here." Giving up on the conversation Fifteen begins to search the area, seemingly unperturbed by the general lack of clothing.