Madison kept her eyes closed and prayed for patience. "Thank you, I'm not hungry right now," she said through her teeth.
"You need nutrition to feed your feeble human brain for your studies and training," he said. Everyone around them hastily cut off their sniggers.
Glaring at him, she took a bite of food hoping that would make him go away. He leaned down, pressed his forehead against hers. Madison sat frozen, not sure what to do. What was with the forehead touching. His skin was warm and leathery against hers, inviting her to touch. Before she could react, he straightened and then left them with that blurring speed.
"My, aren't we special?" Sandra said into the pregnant silence, with a syrupy sweet smile.
Madison balled her fists. Viglar, who'd almost been out the door, turned and came back to lean over Sandra. The other woman looked ready to have a heart attack. Several of the other interns slithered away and if Viglar wasn't blocking her way Madison might have run too.