#how to win friends and influence aliens by menna yutani

[tarot-muses]

Exhaling quietly, Psi remains uncertain if the rising panic is his own or the one put there by her corporation. Despite her assurance, the idea of being without predetermined purpose evokes some animalistic terror in him. He would be loathe to admit it, but the corporation had become his hive, and the executives had become his queen.

Well aware of the compiling silences, he swears to himself that this one will be the last. His sights settle on the peculiar teacup which had, at first, offended him.

Perhaps he was wrong to assume the worst of her.

"I think I would like to live somewhere remote. Near water, if possible."

A wide step takes him forward enough to finally accept the seat she had offered him. Despite accommodations, he remains a giant in a room built for humans.

"Somewhere you would be able to visit, ma'am; as a token of my gratitude. If you'd like."

"Because I was not running it," she puts her own tea down. "I've come to see how horrid my family has been. They unforgivable acts they have had their hands in. No longer, it changes with me." Weyland-Yutani will no longer be a tyrant of a company. She is determined to make it better under her guidance.

His words break her heart. She can't even fathom why someone would create a creature like Psi then keep them locked away. "As long as you need. The tests and missions stop as soon as I walk out of this room. And if you choose to stay here it will be by your own will."