'Surely he will let me take a frigging shower by myself?' she wondered as she wiped the jelly substance off her face. But there he stood, blocking the doorway as if she was a high profile criminal who needed constant surveillance. She sighed - how could she contact doctor Shaw and David, let alone escape from someone monitoring her every move? She needed to make him leave.
She put on the sweetest, friendliest, you-can-trust-me-smile she could make and gently tried to push him out of the bathroom. But as soon as her fingers touched his skin, his eyes lit up in the same rage she had seen all too much. He stepped forward, making her backing off, until her back hit the wall. She felt him looming over her and she didn't dare to look, knowing he could crush her easily. Then she remembered David's words: 'He will not hurt you.' Even though her heart was racing, she managed to straighten her back, look him in the eye and firmly push him away. He let her.
Just as she thought it might be better to not shower at all, she felt the jelly food under her suit. Together with the cold sweat, she felt (and probably smelled) disgusting.
'What's the worst that could happen anyway?' she thought with a sigh.
She started to take her suit off. When she stood in just her underwear before him, she took a quick glance at his eyes - as expected he looked disgusted, she knew he would not touch her. But why did she suddenly feel bad about herself?
'You're starting to get insecure because some alien giant who wants you dead doesn't find you attractive?' she scolded herself. She stepped in the shower cabin and could hear the Engineer stepping back in to the doorway to block it. She didn't need to look to know he was facing her way to keep a close eye on her. She hesitated for a second before she sighed, closed her eyes and took her underwear off and quickly turned the shower on to let the cabin fill up with steam. Surrounded with the steam and finally freed from his hateful eyes, she managed to relax a little bit. She closed her eyes and thought of home - her cosy little apartment, her friends... She nearly forgot where she was until suddenly the door of the shower cabin opened - she let out a high pitched noise and turned around to look into the eyes of the Engineer. Her fear quickly made room for surprise as she didn't see what she expected; apart from his anger, he now looked...curious?
She started feeling uncomfortable. 'Uhm, sorry I took so long. I'm done now.' she said. By hearing her voice, the Engineer seemed to snap out of his curiosity. He looked her in her eyes, the anger quickly returning, and grabbed her arm. He dragged her out of the shower, then pushed her suit in to her arms.
'I don't want to wear this, I need a clean suit.' she said and put the suit down. He grabbed the suit again and pushed it back in to her arms, harder this time. Why did he want her to get dressed so badly? She dropped the suit again, grabbed one of the towels and put it around her tiny body.
'No, I need a clean-' before she could finish her sentence, she got dragged by her arm through the ship before he pushed her back on the ground in front of the couch. He then sat down on the couch again, staring at her.
She felt a stinging pain in her foot. When she looked down, she noticed she must have stepped in some glass. Her foot was bleeding. Water from her wet hair dripped down her face - or were they tears? She didn't know and suddenly didn't care anymore. The tension of living in constant fear with a colossal alien who wanted her dead finally took its toll and she broke down.
'My foot... There is glass in my foot.' she cried. She felt weak, even too weak to sit up straight. She knew he probably didn't understand, and even if he did he wouldn't care, but at that moment she didn't care anymore either. She didn't even flinch when she felt his big hands around her arm, roughly pulling her up on the couch. She didn't even look up, all she could do was cry. Her crying abruptly stopped when he grabbed her foot and lifted it up - and why did he put his mouth on her foot?! 'What are you do- OW!' a sharp pain shot through her foot. He let go of her foot and spit out a piece of glass that landed on the floor. He wiped his mouth and looked back at her while she looked at her foot and felt the stinging pain fading away. 'Thank you.' she sniffed quietly. He didn't say anything. She then realised she was laid on her back with one foot still hanging in the air, wearing nothing but a towel. She quickly sat up and covered her modesty. She could feel her cheeks burning and didn't dare look in his direction.
Shorty after she could feel herself drifting off. She tried to fight off the sleep as good as she could, fearing if she would fall asleep the statuesque giant would make sure she would never wake up again. The exhaustion won, and just before she fell asleep she thought she felt a big hand on her head...