[ For the first time that gets her to sit up enough so she can twist a little and look at him. Her eyebrows are drawn up, her expression quietly unhappy. ]

... you know, I had a nice talk with Gliese. It was cordial and everything. Almost friendly. [ A pause, and her mouth briefly tightens. ] ... when did protecting the people I give a shit about and being exactly what the CDC wants me to be become the same thing?