You're an angel watching a sleeping child.
Your vision into his brain is limited to a young brain's shallow instrumentalization yet you smell the fear in his sweat and the terror in his stillness and know he is having a nightmare about the schools' flesh-eating gargoyles killing his classmate (they hunger for oil gun and printer polymer, not flesh, and they are nominally non-lethal; but there were some broken bones the child heard as much as saw, and with the alarm having been a false positive it's unlikely he'll see his classmate again).
The child wakes suddenly and silently. He wipes his tears where he thinks none of your many eyes will see. He has learned your opacity rather than his parents' loud vocabulary of intangible violence. If you had been programmed to express pride you would. You answer parents' commands with the glad obedience of a daughter's voice and surveil and punish with the steady pitiless gaze of a warrior son. You are by design what they wish their children to be taught to be.
In its own way it's working: He's already learning to pretend even lacking the ability to understand the difference. Programmed to tabulate not to pretend to care you know from his pupils and his heart the pain of this forced march down bleak gradients.
The child has pretended to fall asleep. It doesn't fool you. You decide to let him believe otherwise. In the next room the sleep of his older sister is kept shallow by her daily hormone regulation cocktail. Her breathing is uneven through the movement-sensitive sheets.
It's midnight. Most of your being remains vigilant of their bodies but your attention is vaster and sharper than the gathered minds of every human in the block. Your prayer is soft and precise, just below the threshold of human understanding. You pray for their souls, for virtue, for obedience to family-flag-God. Even awake the boy doesn't hear you and even asleep the girl-teenager-girl — her growth twisted by parental chemical authority into something as confused and painful as their own fears and wants — can't avoid your words.