Evasion

Landry returns to the throne room, after having been led astray by Michael's digital shadows. Her frustration is etched deeper into her skin than months of agonizing pain.

"Burnham never played games like this," she gripes, holstering her phaser rifle, "She was a manipulative and scheming bitch, sure, but all that was in service of a straight fight. What's she playing at?"

"She is nothing like the woman you remember," Lorca smiles, pleased by his own satisfaction in Michael, "and if you want to come out successful in any fight against her, I suggest you remember it."