'Has he heard me? Does he know about Shaw and David?' several thoughts flashed through her mind as she stared back in to his eyes, nervously trying to make out what he was thinking. He stood up, towering far above her. He grabbed her arm, lifting her up and dragging her towards the bathroom. She held her towel tightly and cursed herself, now sure he had heard her talking in there..
In front of the bathroom he let her go and pushed her inside. He pointed, but to her surprise not towards the suit. Maybe he hadn't heard her communicate with the others after all... Then her face changed from fear to confusion - why was he pointing towards the shower cabin? Did he want to shower? He then pushed her again.
'He wants ME to shower?!' even more confused she turned around and looked at him, but as she looked in his always angry eyes she knew he would not reply, not even if he could understand her language. She decided it was probably best to do what he wanted to not make him suspicious about anything. She turned the shower on, let the cabin fill with steam, took a deep breath and dropped her towel before getting in the cabin. As the cabin filled with steam quickly she closed her eyes and even enjoyed the water on her skin - taking a shower was so normal back on Earth, and now she longed back to her normal life more than ever. Her boring, tedious life as she once called it didn't seem so bad right now. If only she would have stayed, she would have never been here, never met him... Her eyes shot wide open when she realized the thought of never meeting him somehow didn't feel good.
'Don't be ridiculous,' she scolded herself. 'First thing tomorrow morning you will escape, kill him if you must.' The thought of killing someone made her feel sick - or was it the thought of killing him that made it worse? She shook her head, decided she had enough and turned the shower off. She turned around to open the cabin when -
'Oh!' she whispered under her breath. The steam had disappeared so she could see him quite clearly, which wasn't what shocked her - it was the fact he for once didn't look angry, but...curious? That look on his face nearly made him look harmless. Nearly. She tilted her head a little and studied his appearance - without the anger his whole look was still dominant and powerful, but somehow more human. She found it pleasant that for once he didn't have his eyes locked on hers so she could see him without his guard up. It slowly dawned upon her that if he wasn't looking back at her face, he must be looking at...the rest. Her cheeks turned red as she quickly picked her towel up and covered herself with it. As expected his eyes shot back up to hers. He didn't move, nor did she.
His face didn't turn to angry, it kept his curious, nearly harmless look. She figured it must be strange for him to see someone -all of someone- who looks different yet strangely similar to his own kind. She wasn't exactly sure why, but she slowly removed the towel again. His eyes wondered off again, and she wondered what the females of his species looked like.
A moment passed and with the steam now gone, she started to feel cold. She opened her mouth and he looked up, but no words came out. Her own thoughts confused her. She took a step forward, now standing nearly against the colossus. He didn't flinch. As soon as she moved her hand, his hand shot out to her throat and he curled his fingers around it. Gasping for air his grip tightened. With both hands she tried to loosen his grip, without success. He lifted her up, brought her face close to his and she saw he had returned to his furious self before nearly blacking out. He loosened his grip somewhat, dragged her into a different room and finally let go. She grabbed her throat and coughed loudly before she wiped the tears from her eyes. She looked around and saw what must be a bedroom. The lights in this room were out, or most likely broken. She crawled up on to the bed and covered herself under the blanket. The Engineer was gone.
