[Ishu]

December 4th, Chicago. Base.

Cell? Alice looked to Ryan, concerned, and then looked back at Amante. He made a slightly different expression to confirm Ryan's questions and looked to Alice. the two stared at each other, Amante eventually turning his gaze away from the burning curiosity of innocent blue eyes.

Clearing his throat, he responded, "No problem." It was hard to say, like grinding rocks out of ones system... especially when you wanted to keep those damn rocks. Amante cleared his throat again and asked openly, though he meant it for Alice, "How are you feeling?"