From Chaos Comes Order [OA]

[Dual Limit]

"What? You mean the Devone...? Yeah...they're cuckoo nuts. Derex is a part of that family, so yeah, you probably get where he's coming from." She said, not looking back at him. She started putting a display of Weiss's Titan suit and a few snippets about the suit. "Well...yeah, though other than that...they were also performing experimentation on the Afflicted People with the most unique and dangerous classification kind of abilities."] She took a cube and it expanded into a small wall of texts. "They were used to help in developing the suit's adaptability."  

[Zahzi]

Jarid's eye twitched at the mention of Derex. Good thing she wasn't looking at him.

When she began talking about everything else, an eyebrow rose as he walked over, looking at the information as well.
Inadvertently, his face was within inches of hers...
"....Meaning.....?"  

[Dual Limit]

Cyrene's eyes were focused on the data in front of her. "Meaning they tested the suit on a bunch of people with a unique set of powers." She then double tapped on another folder. The folder contained video clips of some experiments done on the test subjects, the Afflicted and although Cyrene isn't looking at Jarid, she could feel him close to her.

She looked back at him, turning her head a little at the same time, she tapped a tape recording by accident. She was completely unaware of what was coming to play. One of the researchers were executing electroshock therapy to one of the Afflicted. It was already too late to close it. "Derex! Take it like a Devone! You worthless little---" Her head jolted back at the screen and she closed it. She looked down, unwanted memories were flooding back to her. She closed her eyes and kept herself calm. She didn't turn back to Jarid. "You're...standing a bit too close, aren't you?"  

[Zahzi]

Jarid stared at the video, realizing that Derex himself was also tortured like the others.
He gave a sigh, shaking his head, before noticing what she said.

"Well..." Jarid said, looking over to her after she closed the video.
"You want warmth, right?" he asked with an eyebrow raised.  

[Dual Limit]

Cyrene looked down for a moment. She couldn't take that image off of her mind. Being in that incident was one of the turning points in their lives. She was just glad that Jarid hadn't ask anything about it. She could feel emotions building up in her chest yet she refused to cry. She pulled the blanket around her, not looking back at her colleague. "Yeah...it's really cold."  

[Zahzi]

Jarid looked over at her for the longest time. He could tell she was on the verge. Hell, he had just gotten back from his little episode, so he knew what she was going through.

He gave a deep sigh, before reaching over, and wrapping both arms around her.
"Maybe this will help..?"  

[Dual Limit]

When Jarid put his arms around her, she jolted up a little. She was a little surprise but she eased down a bit. She doesn't know why but she could feel the welling emotion in her chest telling her to go ahead and cry. She was stubborn and bit back the tears. "Yeah...I suppose..."  

[Zahzi]

Jarid gave another sigh after her response, hugging her tighter. At this point, he was going to need to do all he could to get her to finally let it all out.
"If you need to, don't hold back on my account."  

[Dual Limit]

"I..." Cyrene choked as tears were starting to well up in her eyes. "...don't cry." She told him, still refusing to cry. She was an Azymus, she shouldn't be crying.  

[Zahzi]

"Well holding it in ain't much better of an option." Jarid told her, still remaining where he was.
"Hell, holding it in might be worse."

He looked away for a moment.
"Sure, not crying might make you look cool, but honestly, it's just building it all up to be even worse later.."  

[Dual Limit]

"I..." Cyrene bit her lip, she put her hands on Jarid's arms.

In as much it was her pride as an Azymus to keep strong in every trial they face, she was still a girl. Prone to emotional distress and prone to crying, she kept things bottled up in an attempt to hold her head high, at the same time, to keep other's from worrying. She didn't like depending too much on others because she thinks it would be troubling them. Seth once made a comment about it, relating to how her body reacted to it, Cyrene punched him in the gut for it as it seemed inappropriate especially to a developing girl.

She turned over to face him and Cyrene just wrapped her arms around his waist. She buried her head to his shirt to keep himself from looking at her face as she let herself cry. She was silent, but it was apparent that tears were falling from her eyes. It took a while before you could hear her whimper quietly as she clenched his shirt and pull him closer towards her.  

[Zahzi]

Jarid looked down at Cyrene and gave a weak smile. Sure, he had gotten her to get past it. But it involved making a woman cry...That's never a win-win...
He stared at the wall behind Cyrene, looking at the artwork. It was now ever-present in the artwork her emotions were everywhere. In every line, every color, and every scene.

His eyes seemed more solemn than usual. This was not the first time he had done something like this, apparently. Then again, when an entire platoon is wiped out, many seek out the survivors for an accounting..

This might have been one of the rarest sights known to this era: Jarid willingly forgoing any of his usual antics. It was....Quite odd.

(( Jarid: "Well. This got Hallmark." ))  

[Dual Limit]

Cyrene's time in crying and sobbing was surprisingly short if you consider how many things she's gone through. Although it felt good to cry and let loose, she was a person of action and she'd rather not spend the whole night crying. Although, when she finished crying, she let out a small chuckle followed by a sniffle.

"You know, my brother and I talked about this once." She pulled away from Jarid. "He used to tell that the reason why my chest keeps getting bigger was because I had the habit of keeping my problems inside."  

[Zahzi]

Jarid looked down at her with a blank expression. He was trying his hardest not to make a comment about it. The doctor CLEARLY SAID not to engage in anything related to perversion.

But dammit...
She start it this time.

"....Well, normally I'd RECOMMEND, keeping it in then.....BUUUT......" he trailed off....  

[Dual Limit]

Cyrene shook her head and sighed, he really is like her brother which made it a little easier for her to handle it. She decided to play along with it, giving him a stern look as if she's about to beat him to a pulp. "What?" She said in her most deadliest tone.

((Cyrene: I blame my author.))