change over change

No matter how long he's been doing it, how many times he's watched Hyuga do the same, Kahr's hands shake as they dispose of the sharp. The prick of blood pools politely, unaffected.

Not the injection itself that's the trouble, but the aftermath. And why should a supersoldier be weak to something so trivial as that?

"Why shouldn't your body be your own?" Hyuga asks lightly, and he even has the audacity to wink. "After all, Gazel didn't want you."

He didn't have to say it that way. But there's really no better way to say it, then, is there?