When Rey'na struck down a member of the Mantis just a day prior she expected her life might come to a swift end, or all of the nice gifts she had been getting to soften her up would grind to a stop and be torn away from her. But it seemed her prediction had been far from correct. Whatever it was the Mantis expected sucking up to her would do they were eager to do it, probably in the hope she would side with them over Sephira. As far as plans went it was theoretically a good one, make Rey'na feel like she was purged thanks to them and then offer her sanctuary from the big bad mages. But the one side effect they hadn't accounted for was the lack of emotions, one they had yet to really pick up on. At least, they didn't seem to realise the full repercussions of it. But they would.
Rey'na would make sure of it.
As she heard footsteps coming down the stairs, Rey was lying back on the bed of her cell. It was overly comfy for a prisoner, but the Mantis had assured her that wasn't what she was anymore. Of course, that didn't mean she could ever leave her cell or request her own meals or even see the sun. But it didn't matter much to her, not really. Right now all she had to do was bide her time. If Sephira didn't come and find her then she would be sent to find Sephira, deemed loyal enough to slaughter Sephira in her sleep. Then the two would come back in the dead of night and murder every man and woman in this blacksite.
When the cell door was approached, Rey'na glanced up and saw the all too familiar face. But there was no anger in her eyes, nothing but an intense emptiness. It was a strange feeling to describe and think about. On one hand she still kept care for people, their names and faces still carrying meaning. Yet the care had nothing to back it but the memories they had together. Which meant Max was defined by the little time they had spent and everything she had done in it. Rey'na wasn't really sure how to feel about that particular predicament. When she had her entire soul, Max had been a woman she regarded with both trust and hate. Now that she couldn't hate, somehow, that left her with trust. Even when she had betrayed her own allies, she had been there for Rey'na, holding her hand and comforting her as subtly as she could. It didn't take long for Rey to figure out what was going on, at least vaguely.
"Glad you could join me. Please tell me you brought food, I haven't been bribed in to loyalty today and I'm starving."