[Sadrain]

November 24th, Chicago; Base.

Elek was quite sure he senses uneasiness from Eve. So, her powers were something she didn't want to discuss. For a moment, he thought she would just ignore his question, which Elek wouldn't be quite fine with, but at her reply he nodded. "Fine, what do you need for demonstration? We can make it private, if you want."

At her comment about not going easy to her 'pupils', Elek quirked an eyebrow. "Sounds like our medics will get an extra work. But, if we add that as warning, I'm sure it will be fine. Battlefield isn't child's game either." He paused for a moment. "There are few who are also skilled with hand to hand, they can help you as side tutors or assistants. Or maybe also learn from you," he grinned suddenly, thinking Aiolia would blow steam, if she had to take lessons from Eve. "I can spread the word around today at dinner, we can start tomorrow's morning, if that's fine with you."

November 24th, Chicago; Sewer #17.

The girl glanced sideways and upwards, to see Amante's face, while taking the last sip of her coffee. Under normal circumstances, she found observing people, their expressions rather fascinating. Most never realized how much information they were giving away with a simply nose bridge pinching, head tilt, smile or forehead rub. But these were strained circumstances, to say the very least. And so, Leila lowered her eyes again, staring ahead in the darkness, as the man chattered.

She wondered, why he wasn't at base then. Leila even thought about asking that, but decided to remain silent. Although his presence made time pass a little faster, it still felt like he was too close (out of sight would be so much better). However, at his casual question, Leila nearly halted in her step and stared at him for a moment. "What? He was asking about her back, as if it was most casual thing in the world, on the level of weather talk. Why the hell would he care about her health? Was he generally one of those "oh, I take care of everyone" types? Then he had picked up the wrong 'care victim' to mess with.

Leila stopped and turned towards him. "Look, I am not good at small talk, so, if you have something important to say to me, get to the point already," her tone was cold and annoyance slightly reflected in her face. There had to be something he wanted from her. Some message from Elek or some personal agenda, threatening, whatever... No one picked her to 'just chat it up.'