The Helmsman, formally known as the Psiioniic suddenly tensed up as he felt the machine that he was hooked to suck more power out of him, causing more pain than usually, and took a toll on him. He started breathing heavily and hissed in pain. The Condense walks in, seeing him in that much pain. She smirked, glancing at him. Inside, she wanted to burst out laughing at his pain, but, she didn't wish to make him hate her more than he already does. He barely noticed her as he tried to ignore the pain which only made it worse. The Condense finally lets out that laugh.
"Oh, how I love to see you in pain, Helmsman," She pauses, "I think it fits your personality."
He managed to glance up at her, glaring her down.
"Screw you, Condensention!" He cursed threw his teeth before gasping in pain again.
"Excuse me?" She pauses, "What did you say?"
The Condense points her trident towards his direction.
"That is exactly the reason why I turned the power of the machine up." She laughs, "I would be careful of the things you say, Helmsman. They might be your last thing you say."
He glared at her again.
"I dare you to do it."
His breathing becomes unstable, having a hard time inhaling and exhaling.
"Oh my poor Helmsman." She pauses, going up to him, placing a hand on his chest, "Perhaps I will turn the power back down, if you say the proper words. And I might add a heal for you."
His glaring got more intense.
"I'd rather die!"
It's clear to the Condense that he was straining, he cried out in pain, and puts his head down.
"Fine, be stubborn." Condense pauses, "But, since I am nice, I will heal you."
He shook his head slightly.
"I was perfectly fine." He says.
Condense lets out a small laugh, uses some of her power to heal the Psiioniic. His breathing got better by the second, and he looked at her.
"Why won't you just let me die?"
"The answer is simple, I need you to fuel my ship, until the day I die." Condense pauses, letting out more small laughs, "Which won't be anytime soon."