[Ishu]

November 30th, Chicago; Base. 12pm.

Her eyes narrowed but she grinned, taking a ste or two back and putting her fists up into the air. He had challenged her and it was obvious that this was what she wanted. The two stood, tense, and she threw the fist blow, throwing her fists up at his shoulders and the sides of his face, repeatedly, though throwing an awry punch down toward his abdomen every so often to keep him on his toes.

December 1st, Chicago; Base. 12:30AM.

Alice gave a slow nod and held onto his hand, answering his question. "I am well. I slept most of the day but... I can feel my energy coming back." She turned her gaze to his arm again, "I had a dream about your arm. It was odd and very warm. I don;t know if it means anything but... I know you'll feel better." She was confident in the skills of the doctors and in his body for being able to accept the metals. She bubbled with positive energy.