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Sasha watched everything that was on screen very intently, eyes narrowed as she drank everything in, her arms crossed against her chest. After the display was over, Sasha took a moment to let everything sink in. She was thrilled at the prospect of Life Division missions, honestly, and couldn't wait to take part in that. Anything to get her busy - and if it took her away from the island, even better.

She saw Jerry interacting with Killzone, which was kind of reassuring. It was good to know that Jerry had someone - a higher-up - that he could talk to, even if said higher-up was wearing a leotard. And.. seemed to be shoving a notebook and a feathery pen at Jerry. Well. She'd seen stranger things, that was certain.

She still wasn't entirely sure what a 'Jerry Song' was, but she could overhear Killzone talking about Jerry's 'Jerry Place' and she had to admit it was a little terrifying. Eaaaasing away, Sasha quietly approached Clarice, waiting until the blonde division assistant was free before scuttling closer, pausing to offer Clerise a small smile on her way past.

"Ma'am. Miss Clarice. I ah.. since the labs are open again, will the doctor be returning soon? I was told -- well, Jerry, Bix and I -- we need to see him. I uhh. I mean, I was told to see him upon his return, but … well, anyway, I was just wondering when we c-could expect him back? I talked to him on the phone a bit ago but he never gave any kind of um. Indication? As to when he'd be on the island next."

She'd started to wring her hands in a slightly nervous gesture, shifting her weight from one foot to the next. She was kind of hoping the doctor would be back soon, but Sasha had never really been the impatient sort. Until recently, at least. It was a personally pressing issue, but Sasha knew that there was a larger plan and if she had to wait, well. So be it. She'd wait.

Reluctantly, of course, and perhaps with the slightest display of annoyance. She'd just have to be sure not to snap at Jerry anymore; he had enough on his mind already, and she didn't want to be a burden or drag him down further than he already seemed to be.

As she waited for an answer, Sasha kept peering over at Jerry and Killzone. She'd known the two were rooming together, but she'd had no idea they were so close.

Clarice gave a small nod of approval at the questions, "The day after tomorrow, come to the labs at 0600. Don't bring anything, and wear comfortable clothes, we'll be in the pods for awhile." She paused a moment and then continued, "I recommend getting your personal affairs together, golem missions are generally fairly safe, but when you're gone a long time...sometimes you wake up to missing faces." The smile she gave the younger woman was a little bit crooked, wry and sad all at once.

Sasha's question had her turning a way for a moment, and the blonde's smile twisted further at the mention of the doctor, "No idea. Right now he's in Somalia, so there's local dangers to consider along with everything else. He seems to ummm...be concerned about your well-being, though." The b*****d wasn't even lewd about it, which just made it that much more strange and creepy. "So I'm sure he'll contact you again once he'd back on the island."

Don't bring anything, wear comfortable clothes- she'd forgotten that going to Halloween required golems, which essentially meant just lying in a pod for.. for longer than she cared to. Reine felt her stomach twist a little, more and more worries surfacing. Was it.. really a good idea to say yes, could she still get out of this maybe, if she just spoke up now? Clarice's words just served to make her even more nervous- that was what she'd been scared of, waking up to missing faces. Up until now it wasn't just the desire to get better, or to be useful, that kept her working, but also the friends she'd met here; some of them were more like family now, even.

Reine remained quiet for a while, not daring to look Clarice in the eye even, keeping her gaze trained on the wall behind the assistant.

"I used to.. I mean, I know research takes time. Sometimes months, or years, sometimes your whole life- and before the island, I was okay with that."

Another awkward pause.

"I always thought I'd go into medical research, too. Like not actually a practicing doctor, but I was majoring in that stuff in college, and.. I know, people were dying then, too, from diseases that I might never even find the cure to after years of research, but it never seemed as.. urgent?" Her fists clenched, grabbing at the cloth of her jacket. "I mean, people weren't dying around me, at least not visibly. I couldn't have saved them even if they had been, because I didn't have the means to. But I can make a difference out on missions, and maybe I can keep a few more people safe, and.."

By this point, she wasn't sure what she was trying to say.

"I'm just scared," she admitted. "That.. while I'm just lying there in a pod, something's going to happen with someone I care about, and I won't be able to do anything. I know it's important work, and I'm excited for it, but I just.." Reine trailed off again, biting her lip and looking away from Clarice. She sounded so stupid right now, and she was even tearing up in front of the division assistant. Not the kind of impression she'd wanted to make.

"Sorry," the trainee murmured, shuffling a few steps backwards. "6am at the labs, got it. I'll be there." With a nod at Clarice she excused herself, keeping her head low as she left the meeting room. The first order of business, she supposed, was to.. get her personal affairs together.