[Sadrain]

December 2nd, Chicago; Base.

"No." Aiolia said stiffly, her arms still crossed across chest.
"This is just a small statement."
"I am going to join your group training. And not this 'prove your worth' crap."
She stared in Eve's eyes, but there was no challenge, only a pure, steely determination. Whatever the other woman was going to throw at her, she would take it, make it larger and throw it back at Eve. It didn't take powers to become somebody others reckoned with. And she was about to prove that to whole Base, whole country, if needed to be.

December 3rd, Chicago; Base.

Ryan smiled at her and then slowly, carefully wheeled around to the other side of the bed and shifted his chair so that his good arm would be on her side. He then put his hand on her bad and took hers with it, gently. "I am very glad to see you really awake. I guess that alone means you're feeling better. I will figure some way to keep you entertained, you know. Since there is no garden I could show you or anything." The man sighed heavily, glancing at the window. "I miss the sunlight." He really did. Growing up on streets, he was used to sunlight, wind blowing. Yes, it often carried more foul stench than the one down here, but there was still a chance to flee the city, to live somewhere else one day... But what expected them now, Ryan didn't have the slightest of idea.