[Ishu]

December 10th, Chicago. Base. 3am.

She watched him nearly soil himself with whatever was in the can and took another sip of her drink. Licking the excess from her lips, Eve watched him sit down beside her, though not too close, and listened to him. "Well, despite the fact that you are pretty much a hostage, you could make a deal with Elek." She remembered the girl, "Unless... you already did."

Eve looked over at him and watched for a response, waited for it. It was almost like watching a soap opera to her, eyes lit up but it was almost impossible to notice it. She examined his arm and, after she took another drink, she commented. "Finish up your physical therapy and I'll help you swap over. Don't ask me to do it now- I'm not going to take the blame if your arm comes off or something."