Tessla keeps sobbing, terrified and mortified at the same time. His question makes her break a bit from the panic attack, however, and the feather ball wiggles in the front as she shakes her head.

"Nonono, humans hurt me! Humans hurt! Not my brothers!"

They would never hurt her, not even the littlest bit. They didn't make her sick, giving her body poison.

"P-please don't hurt me, I don't want to be cut apart. N-no needles, no tests, please."