>whatever was necessary to get what information they wanted no matter the cost. They knew I was Starfleet...but wouldn't help me."
>It was tough to bite back the revulsion at hearing these words. As a Counselor, Joanna could not judge. She was there to listen. At least that is what the >professional literature said, but Joanna could never understand how counselors could remain so detached. This man was broken by his experiences in a barbaric >setting. How can you fix someone when you don't feel for them. "What did they seem to want from you?"
"I don't know...they kept thinking I was a spy...I really don't know." At this point he started to crack-he was visibly shuddering and tears were welling in his eyes.
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