She blinked at the man for several long moments. Reward for her....
She was a SLAVE. They rescued HER!! Reward?

Finally she remembered some semblance of manners and managed to nod to the Officer.
It was hard in a way - to be anything but...hostile...toward a man in a military uniform.
Up until this point the only military officer she had had ANY type of good experience with had been Danni.
A flood of images raced in her mind - images of the violence, the forced servitude, the fear, and the death...
She blinked again, this time trying to hold back the flood of memories and the emotions that they brought with them.
She stood back from the door to let the man in, taking the opportunity to try to collect herself a little more hopefully without him realizing how....uncomfortable...she was feeling.
The combined unexpected adrenaline rush at the sight of another uniform along with the flood of memories was making her feel a bit dizzy so she moved into the room and unceremoniously plopped down on a couch before turning her attention back to the Major, waiting for him to speak again first.