She stays calm even though she feels like putting her hands around the other´s neck. How dare she? How dare she underestimate her? A small chuckle leaves her red lips and it takes a few seconds until she answers. “You offend me again, Miss Cho. Do you think you´re a better mother…” She stops, her breath getting caught in her throat. Silly, Rachel. Evie didn’t want to be a mother to Charlotte. And she shouldn’t be one for her, either. “Monitor”, she corrects herself. “Do you think you can be a better monitor for her than me?”

"A monitor? Yes. A mother? No. I detest children.” Evie lets out another laugh before sipping her tea. Just like Rachel, she’s unable to have children- but Evie is fine with it. She came to terms with it years ago and her personality leaves little time for loving anyone other than herself.

“But you have that dual role, just like Marion. They should have let her keep Charlotte, poor kid only has a few years left anyway. I’m sure you’ve heard the truth about her by now... Haven’t you?” The truth that the little girl is a poor imitation of Rachel. A clone of a clone. How sad! Evie knows they should be talking business, what with them in her office and drinking from this lovely teacups, but part of her doesn’t want to. Part of her wants to watch Rachel squirm.

It seemed as though Evie was always at Brightborn, even more so now than ever before. Now that she had captured Cosima, she had an even bigger reason to stay in the building past hours. She pretended to do work then slipped away to the basement of the building to visit the priceless experiment nestled away in the room that Evie had converted to a room for her. A plush mattress, a full bookshelf, microscope, computer with no internet access whatsoever, and two grocery bags of food kept Cosima somewhat content through the days (or so Evie thought). She did her best to visit almost every night, bringing with her a nice meal and some wine for her ‘friend’. Tonight she had brought a present as well and hopefully it would give Cosima hours of entertainment. As they finished off their meals (with plastic utensils, of course), Evie took out a small gift-wrapped box and slid it across the table, a small smile appearing on her face as her eyes glittered.

“I brought you a present. Open it. I think you will find it quite interesting.” Inside the box was a small jar with a robo-worm inside. “It’s an early defective model but he is still quite interesting. What should we name them? How about we name them ‘Sarah’? Worming her way into your life and destroying it piece by piece, poisoning everything you love."

As much as Evie wanted Delphine dead and buried so that her investigations would stop, her henchman’s bad shot led them to consider another option. After Delphine had been dragged away, she had been transported to Brightborn and deposited in a room tucked away in the very center of the building where the security was tightest. The room was set up like the rest of the  rooms and the badge reader was adjusted so it would only those belonging to Evie and her most trusted inner circle. She had visited the half-dead woman when she was brought in and the reports on how well Evie’s new rapid healing technology was working didn’t require her to visit again. The pained noises she heard from the room also reinforced the fact that she didn’t need to visit too know that the treatment was working. All of the other test subjects had reacted the same way.

Out of curiosity, she decided to visit and with a quick swipe of her badge, she slipped into Delphine’s room. She slowly closed the door behind her and entered the dimly lit room with a clipboard in hand. It was entirely possible that Delphine might recognize her from seeing her in the halls at DYAD, but very few people at DYAD knew about Evie’s true intentions.

“It’s good to see you’re awake. I’m Evie Cho, the woman behind the treatment that’s helped you heal so quickly. How are you feeling, Doctor Cormier?” Her free hand brushed against the restraints that were keeping Delphine from doing anything stupid. “I trust you haven’t been touching your wound much.”

“What feelings haven’t I needed to do that with?” She’s practically suppressed everything in an attempt to keep sane.

“Do you even know why I was kicked out of my family to begin with? Cause I was defective to them. They couldn’t have a child who liked girls, out of the question. What makes this any different, Ms. Cho?”

“I know what it’s like, Paige. I have been branded defective my whole life but mine has a valid reason behind it.” Now they couldn’t laugh at her and  put her down because of how sick and broken she was. Unfortunately, Evie knew that Paige’s struggles might never be behind her. There would always be homophobic people out there waiting for their chance to insult her. “You’re interested in one of them aren’t you? You’re in love with a Leda clone. Which one?”