[Ishu]

December 2nd, Chicago; Base.

The door handle jiggle and she popped the door open, locking it from the inside and then stepping out. She paused, the door shutting behind her, and she placed a hand on her hip. "Are you trying to intimidate me, or did I suddenly do something wrong?" She was mocking Aiolia and was obviously not very keen on being looked at with such fervor.

December 3rd, Chicago; Base.

Alice was asleep when he was wheeled in and lay in silence until the conversation about the radio had been dealt with. She'd stirred and woke up, lethargically rubbing at her eyes to clean them. Blinking, eyes now refreshed, she looked over at Ryan and smiled. He did look so much better and she was excited.

Not wanting to hurt him or put any weight on his arm, she lay her hand on the edge of the bed, giving him support from a distance, though she knew at least his shoulder or arm would give a much better feeling. Though, his metal arm was closer and she did not want to damage it. He'd just completed his procedure and had his rest, after all.