[ She shifts at his touch and wills herself to relax, to remember that he won't hurt her. But beneath his hand, it will be easy to feel the shivers in her muscles that are from strain, not necessarily from fear. The Med Bay is the closest thing she has to safety on the ship and Obi-Wan is someone she trusts far more than nearly anyone else on the ship. He has her confidence in nearly every way. And that is why she wants to believe him way he says it's all right...but how can she, when she knows how she would react if someone spoke as she did?

Ava swallows as she turns to look at him, her eyes tired and her features drawn in fatigue and uncertainty. She does not pull away but knows he might. Her voice lowers, turns soft. ]

I don't know. I just...I know things. It started after the fight. After...After I had to feed.

[ And that's the terrifying prospect. She's taken blood from an alien species and no matter how human they look, she might have done something incredibly detrimental to herself. It can't be permanent, she realizes, but who knows if there isn't something worse in the blood she's taken? ]

I didn't want to. There were so many and-- And I was hurt. If I didn't, I was going to die, it was going to get so much worse. I had to.