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Israfel turned to Wash briefly. "I'm both."

She had been content to watch others for the time being, still trying to figure out what was going on. This was still too suspicious for her, even if she was taking to the way they were talking to her. It was a nice change of pace, but that was about it. A single grey eye moved to stare at the screen, focusing on the somewhat blurry Hunter. Ceres, was it?

"Amrita." She said a little louder than her first introduction, but just barely. Backward hands strummed knuckles against her patched legs, mulling over this new Hunter and deciding, as always, to approach with caution. This was, after all, the first Hunter she didn't know that had talked directly to her.

"You kind of dress like my friend." She murmured thoughtfully, eyeing the little dress that Ceres wore under her coat. It reminded her of Xiu, and the thought only made an uncomfortable pang in her chest. "Minus the coat." She added, being none too sweet about it.

More excitement radiated off of Israfel.
"Oh yes! That would be lovely! Maybe we can have fish skewers with seaweed wraps? Those are always so good."

Wash's opinion of his fellow hunter fell with his facial expression. "That guy?" He captured her, and then they stuck her in, well, an AQUARIUM, and he had the gall to come over and leer at her...

Some people's children, he thought disgustedly. If that man had a mother, she oughta be ashamed. "I'm sorry too, Miss Mei. I'm Wash, by the way," he added, nodding to Gale.

"Oh, pirate treasure? Ha! I'd always dreamed of finding some when I was a kid, but the water around our city is so muddy you can't really see an inch in front of your face." He thought about it some more, and added, "Plus, a lot of places aren't safe to swim. Gators n' all." At her comments about minipets, he grinned. "Yeah, there are a lot of ugly critters where I come from. There are some cute ones too, though - like, uh. Cats, I guess. Dogs? That kind of thing. Especially the little fluffy ones." He wouldn't admit it, but his wife's bichon had been more his than hers.

He was somewhat relieved that the girl seemed distracted talking about her room, and was more than happy to listen. "Oh, wow. That sounds really nice! Do they just, like, have rooms like that put aside for you, or did they build it?" It sounded like an expensive undertaking. "In our world, people with indoor pools are usually pretty rich." Just the logistics of building one in a home, safeguarding against leaks and structural damage, made his head twinge. It was a nightmare, from a builder's perspective. It sounded beautiful, though.

"Ha, I wish our rooms had something like that," he added lightheartedly.

As Isra chimed in, his smile was replaced with a puzzled frown. Both? Hermaphrodite, maybe? Weird, but not terribly scary. He was awfully pretty for a boy, now that she'd mentioned it. He wondered, would he sign up for football, or do cheerleading? Wash shook his head. They weren't humans, they probably didn't have football or cheerleading or any such nonsense. Still, it was sort of funny to wonder.

"Sorry...Israfel? Didn't mean to be rude. Th' name's Wash." He felt a little like a broken record. This was probably the most he'd talked to anyone (or anything) in ages though. It felt kind of freeing.

His glance at Isra brought his attention to another hunter, however, one he didn't recognize. But he'd stood up to that redhead, and that took courage.

"Hey, man, I don't think we've met, but. Well. Thanks." He cocked his head over to where the, ah, lovely and spirited individual had been last standing. "That guy, you know." He didn't say anything more, but tried to convey both gratitude and understanding. Wash had never had to interact with Rep, but after seeing him talk down to Marcus, it took guts to stand up to him.

"See that guy?" He added to Amphi. "I don't think he wants to hurt you, either. I'm sorry y'all never really see us at our best- sorry we don't give you the chance, I suppose."

He was apologizing a lot lately.

Wash's cheek twinged, seeing in his mind's eye a very dirty laundry hamper he'd chose to neglect once again this morning.

"Er. Not as often as I should."

Amrita gave a smile, but didn't return the sentiments. She wasn't sure if it was a pleasure to meet this one yet, but so far she seemed okay. At least as far as Hunters went; she tended to only trust them as far as she could punch them.

"She's a sweet ghoul." Was all she said. Yes, Amrita would be a tough nut to crack; Ceres didn't have the benefit of meeting her outside of here. No matter what, to start, this one would stay on her guard. They might have only been talking, but who knew what happened when the Hunters got what they were looking for.

Yes, I have a coat just like it, Amrita thought to herself with a small chuckle, leaning her chin on her propped up knees. Now that she thought about it; that was another loose end. With her gone, what would happen to that coat and tablet she had in her room? She never did tell Lizzy where it was... Her smile faded long enough for her to look absolutely miserable. Her friends. She missed her friends; were they worried about her? What would happen to them if she never came back?

I can show you first hand, she answered mentally, the tone in her head downright vicious. If they were on even terms Amrita would have no qualms about possessing this woman. It would be in the name of science, right? As it were she didn't feel like outing herself for what she could do; that was better left unsaid until she had to try and use it. "Not easy." She murmured instead, quite unhappily. "I got used to it. It's normal anatomy that's hard to use."

There was a light cough, and then away from the visibility of the window, one of the lab techs drawing a line across their neck for all trainees to see.

The message was clear. Don't get too attached or overly friendly.

"Rep."

The look on Gale's face was now murderous. He jabbed a finger at himself first, and then in the direction of the redhead.

"Guess what. Hunter. F***ing trainee. And not a very good one either, from what I hear. So either get your s**t together and act like you give a s**t, or don't, I could care less. Either way, directly f***ing up a direct order is not exactly the smartest move in the book - not that you were that smart to begin with, but I wouldn't suggest getting in my way now, not when I could have you thrown out on your pathetic little arse in about five minutes. So get out of here before I have you written up."

Glancing over at Deryk, Gale gave him a small nod, as though to remind him that he had done a good job. His eyes flickered behind the glasses, and he turned his head to look back at Mei, who was, understandably, furious.

The black man conversing with the mermaid was looking over at them, and Gale lifted his chin, now completely ignoring Rep - who had hopefully left with Dakota and Marcus by now - and tried to remember who he was. Wash, yes that was it. Gale had seen him before, but hadn't really spoken much to him.

"Her name's Mei," he said quietly, in affirmation. "I'm Gale."

The small, indiscreet cough from one of the techs had Gale glancing towards him, understanding the message without speaking. He frowned a little, and then pressed his lips together, nodding briefly before he turned back to Mei.

And now he wasn't sure exactly what to say.