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Star snarled at Frost and released the death grip on his poor uniform. It'd gone from fresh and crisp to a wrinkled mess.

"Do not start with me, Frost. I may not be your superior yet but I will be."

"That's ambition we can all learn from." Lore leaned over to pluck a jell-o cup from his bedside table.

Star shook his head, looking frustrated and upset, "You can't speak to me like this! I used to be the head of Robotics at Team Galactic!!" His eyes cast around the room, hoping someone would look impressed or at least agree with him. He was important! Someone here had to understand!

His shoulders were rising and falling quickly as he fueled his own upset. No one in this room cared about his past titles. He'd have even less respect in Team Rocket than he did in Deimos' Galactic. He'd sacrificed everything and in the end came out with less than he had before. He looked miserable and confused. I was depressingly pathetic.

"Star." Sky hopped off the headboard and landed on Star's shoulder while the ex-Galactic glared at his sheets.

Seen as Star seemed to have nothing else to say to him Frost moved on again, and eventually he spotted Xander. A small smile tugged at his lips and he moved to sit in the chair next to the bed. "You look well all things considered," he observed, "how do you feel?" A whole month without being able to wash; ugh! He did not envy the poor captives in the least.

Right. Touchy feely... stuff. He'd rather got out of the habit since Xander had gone. He wasn't actually really sure he wanted to get back in to the habit but he took Xander's hand anyway because he knew he ought to, and concealed his discomfort flawlessly. "I imagine it must be good to be home," he nodded, "and I am sure more interesting food will be on the menu for you too." He wasn't sure he liked this. He ought to. He cared about Xander a great deal and he thought he was attractive; why was that not enough to turn him... normal?

"Anyway, how have I been? Mmmh, busy. Faleen and I spent much of the month first working on dismantling the Galactic Yanmega jet and then - when Mister Star arrived - we had to put it back together and make preparations for the rescue mission." He had missed Xander's presence in his life, the companionship and the routine. Having his routine thrown off had been very difficult to deal with. He wasn't supposed to think about things like that, was he? He didn't think he was, and yet he did think about them. "I missed you." He had. Was that enough? He wasn't really sure anymore.

Her shoulders fell a little, though she held her gaze on him when he commented that they didn't leave marks, noticing his eyes dropping afterwards.
Faleen paused, unsure of what to say, before she nodded again when he thanked her for watching Alphard.
"It wasn't a problem, he's a good pokemon."

The Psychic type was often very different from what Faleen normally dealt with, It had been awkward at times, but overall Faleen had not minded, end enjoyed having the pokemon around.
though he spent much of his time alone, since Faleen had been busy working.

At this time Frost appeared, Faleen glanced over her shoulder, before shifting her posture to acknowledge her fellow Agent properly, smiling weakly as he spoke to Hayes in a much more to the point way about work.

Ahhh, Frost... He was a good Agent.

Hayes shifted after acknowledging, and answering Frost and she looked back at the Elite... She blinked once, but tilted her head politely... he was looking at her like that again. and for some reason it was having her heart pound a little harder, her cheeks still pink.

Her smile faded a little, he glanced away and spoke about getting cleaned up.
"Alright." She acknowledged, with a gentle nod.
For a second she felt his fingers on the back of her hand, that action alone seemed to have winded the Agent while he passed.

"Ah- Yes, of coarse. Talk to you later."

She watched him leave the room.

Well that was... Interesting.
She had expected to See Hayes in here, but she honestly couldn't say she expected it to go anything like... that.
The entire time, her relief had been so overwhelming that she had found it hard not to just... to just what? talk to him more? no... be around him maybe, maybe just to talk to him again, they used to talk so much... She had missed that more then she realized.

Star's voice cut through Faleen's distractions, and she shifted her stance to allow herself to look over at the ex-galactic.
Her eyebrows arched when he brought up taking over the Tech lead, but she didn't know what to say to it... Surely... not.. that wasn't going to happen was- Uup. No, no it wasn't.

The Agent watched in silence as Lucere and Star had their exchange, and Lucere came out with his lie.
Star was hanged a Grunt Uniform.
She continued to watch with passive silence as Star seethed, and protested, but to be honest... Faleen didn't feel bad for him at all, if anything, she was glad the Boss did this. Having a man from a rival team come in and automatically get a ton of power... would have been... disastrous, and the Boss wasn't a stupid man in any stretch of the imagination, he knew knew this of course.
Besides, she was actually personally offended that Star had tried to take the lead position away from Hayes, the man who really deserved it!

She didn't listen into the conversation between the brothers, instead keeping her eyes on Star as Frost made his comment about the new Grunt's rank.
When Lucere spoke up about getting Lore a Grunt uniform as well though, Faleen did a double take, looking at the brunette in the bed with surprise.
Lore was going to be a grunt too?

Frost went off to find someone else in the room, Leaving Star screeching and raging.
She eyed the man for a couple of seconds before letting out a soft sigh, and took a couple of steps toward the lanky man.
"We all start at the bottom Star," she said, in a calm defusing manner "No one is going to question your skills with robotics-"
Least of all Faleen, Faleen knew this field, she respected this field, and it took her years to get where she was now.
She had seen the man's work, and it was worth its salt, but that wasn't the point.
"But this team isn't just about that. Its better this way, I'm sure you'll be able to work your way up, but for now it might be best to learn a bit more about this team."

This man had already proven to be dangerous, and as of right now, she didn't want him anywhere near the robotics lab, not with what he did to the last one.
Even so, she spoke politely, hardly put off by his attitude, or his views. How could she? She learned to expect this from people, and with a partner like Izaya vigilance, and patience were an asset.

Star didn't look up when Faleen started talking to him. He just tensed and stared more intensely at his bedsheets. When she finished speaking he lifted his chin to glare at her. He looked furious. Somehow it intensified the red in his eyes. "Get away from me." He grit his teeth and tossed his sheets aside as he threw his long legs over the edge of the bed. Ignoring the shooting pain in his calf, he climbed to his feet.

"Star!" Sky fluttered in alarm, still perched on his shoulder.

After gathering up his supplies and tossing his Grunt uniform in a heap on the floor he limped toward the door.

A nurse frowned and stepped in his way. "Mister Sager, you're in no state to-

"Leave me alone." Star snarled, forcefully shoving the woman aside as he hobbled past her.

Frost frowned very slightly. "Yes, I learned that I can probably never hope to understand the power source," he said with a shake of his head. "It's just... it's mind boggling, it really is, it's mad and brilliant like nothing I've ever seen... save for other things he's made. I do hope he'll cooperate with us, the advances we could make if he would work with us...." He probably shouldn't babble on too much about that. "We have gathered a few interesting design ideas though, and even if we can't replicate it that jet and it's engine will be put to excellent use.... Once we design a less ridiculous exterior."