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the human.
                  "Dem," she said quietly.
                  He ignored her, advancing on the supervisor. Even with his wrists chained to the harness, he had enough movement to close his hands around the human's throat.
                  Sarah ran the last few feet. "Dem!" She gripped his elbow and jerked. She blinked when it had no effect. Her eyes moved to Keane's face.
                  He struggled for breath, his eyes wide and terrified. His gaze moved to her, and she saw the silent plea. A thin, wheezing wail forced its way out of his tortured throat.               She tore her eyes away from his red face and jerked at Farran's arm again. "Farran!"
                  He let go of the supervisor so fast, she stumbled backwards. Her shoes lost traction on the kitchen tiles and she crashed to the ground, a table edge gouging into her hip. For a moment, she sat perfectly still, her hip throbbing in time with her heartbeat.               Farran shifted and her eyes jerked up to meet his. He gave her a dark look, but did not speak. Instead, he glanced at the supervisor. Sarah's eyes followed his gaze.
                  The victim already faded to the background, Keane eyed her dangerously. His gaze flicked between the two of them. "Handler Mackenzie," he said, voice rough.
                  She climbed to her feet painfully, still keeping an eye on the silent Dem. "Supervisor Keane." She took a step toward him, smoothing down the front of her suit. She felt Farran's eyes on her. "I am so sorry."
                  The Dem shifted, again.
                  She saw Keane's eyes flick to him. His lips pulled back from his teeth in a mocking smile.
                  She licked her lips and moved toward him. "I am very sorry for this misunderstanding." When she stood between the Dem and the supervisor, she glanced at Farran. She quickly looked away.
                  The supervisor's sharp laugh made her frown. "Sorry?" he rasped. She watched his eyes move past her to the Dem. "That thing nearly killed me." When she did not reply, he sneered at her. "You have no control over it, at all."
                  Sarah flinched. "I'm sorry." She fought not to cringe at the low growl that came from the Dem behind her. "It won't happen, again."
                  "Oh, I know it won't. You are out of here, Mackenzie."
                  Sarah looked at him with wide eyes. "But-"
                  "But nothing," Keane interrupted. "That thing is dangerous. Someone better than you could control it."
                  Sarah dropped her gaze. "You know there's no one else," she said quietly. She could not fail. She was the only one. For a moment, the room was silent. She peeked up at Keane to see him glaring at the Dem. "Please."
                  Keane's eyes moved to her and narrowed. "You'll have to make it up to me."
                  She heard Farran take a step toward her. She slouched, but did not turn to look at him. "Alright." Her eyes moved to the darkening bruises around Keane's throat. "You won't report this?"
                  "And you will owe me one," he confirmed. She tried to ignore the crawling sensation on her skin.
                  At her nod, he turned away, walking toward the doorway to the Main Hall. When he was out of sight, she turned to look at the Dem.
                  His gaze was unreadable. "You are foolish."
                  "I had no choice," she whispered.
                  His eyes slowly lightened to green. When they reached jade, he shook his head at her. "Follow me." He walked passed.
                  "I'm sorry," she said, when he was nearly to the door.
                  He paused. Stiffly, he turned his head to look at her.