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Sophie tensed up, not expecting such a close interaction, but decided that he must've still been a bit delusional from the pain and let it pass. "It's okay...at least it's over," she responded, pressing the cold bottled water to his face to allow the cool sensation to calm him down. As a mother might do to her frightened son, she gently put a hand on his upper back, rubbing up and down gently to comfort him.

"...You are okay, aren't you?" She pulled away to get a good look at his expression, as well as what the changes had done to him. It was certainly way worse than what she'd been through, and she sympathized for Jordan, even though she barely knew the guy. "Here..." She opened the bottle of water and offered it to him, hoping that some hydration would help at least a little bit. The relative silence lulled her into a sense of security, and her muscles relaxed. She, too, was relieved that the storm had passed.

Sophie nodded, giving Jordan a weak smile. "Well, as long as you're okay-" Jordan's clinging caused her to stop in mid-sentence, and her heart began to race again: it wasn't over. She looked him over, trying to see some other movement in his limbs that would indicate change, but nothing occured to her until she saw the extra puff of white fur appear from his pant leg. She blinked, having some idea of what it was, but looked over his shoulder to the bulge from his backside to make sure. Once he had quieted down, she decided to tell him what had just happened.

"Jordan...don't, uhm, freak out or anything when I tell you this, but...you have a tail."

"I'm not scared," she replied, putting her best effort into sounding the part. "I was just...worried, you know? I've never seen that happen to someone before." Sophie couldn't help but stare at his tail after it had come out and curled up: it reminded her of one of those husky dogs she'd seen somewhere...

"Are you sure you're okay?" Sophie asked, getting onto her knees and then standing up, bending over to pick up the scattered paper towels she'd brought earlier and walked over to throw them away, pretty confident that she could leave him alone for a second. She walked back, then held a hand out to help him up if he needed it.

"Well, at least you know why you were sick," she said, laughing weakly as she tried to smile. It was so much for her to take in one day, but then again, she didn't have it as bad as he did. At least her 'tail', if that's what it was, was only a hairless nub.

Sophie helped him put his feet in the other chair once he'd settled in, then pulled up a chair of her own, sitting on it backwards so that she could lean forward on it's back. "Uhm...I dunno. The tail makes me think of one of those husky dogs with the curly tails and all that...but you never know. I mean, no one's told me what I'm supposed to be..." she admitted, putting her chin in the palm of her hand as a quizzical gesture. "But, I suppose then again I haven't been here long enough to ask anyone..."

She blinked at his sudden hunger pains, then began to laugh, both because it was amusing and because it was a good nervous release. "You want me to go up and get you something?" Sophie asked, standing up in her chair. After all he'd been through, she really wouldn't mind.

Sophie smiled, then gave him a thumbs-up signal as she began to walk towards the counter. "One plate of burgers, coming up!" Quickly, she went through the line, picking up four patties before coming back. She would've gotten more, but she figured that there was no way he could be that hungry, and didn't want to waste food.

Sitting back down, she put the plate on the table within his reach, and went back into her slumped posture, yawning. "It's no problem, really...just what any person would do." Sophie lazily wondered why she'd even come here in the first place, since she wasn't hungry, but by this point she'd forgotten.

Sophie yawned again, but shrugged it off, trying to sit up. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine..." She slumped in the seat of her chair, closing her eyes, and for a moment, it seemed she was totally unconscious, until she jerked herself awake, blinking to refocus her eyes. She then looked to Jordan and laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of her head.

"Sorry about that...you see, I'm a little narcoleptic." She sighed, rubbed her nose, and decided to finish the story. "Funny thing is, that's how I got here. I started taking these pills state-side so that I wouldn't fall asleep randomly, and, well...one day I woke up like this." She lifted her arms to gesture that she was talking about her current appearance. "I called Feral Labs, and they sent me here. I arrived this morning, actually."

She bent over her chair, her gaze wandering as it darkened. "It's all been a little much, honestly...I didn't even know-I thought I was going home in three weeks..."

As the dog-like behavior was not lost on Sophie, she began to giggle, wiping her eyes and what would be tears. Oh, how easy it would've been to just collapse and sob all of her frustrations to this man that she barely even knew...but, alas, she didn't want him to be worried. "It's okay, really...at least I knew what was happening to you before-hand...otherwise, I'd be really freaked out right now."

She brushed the hair out of her face, then slumped back down to her chair, not having much else to do. "I can't believe the labs would do this to innocent people, though..."

Sophie listened to his little speech, but she was still confused: all that pain and such and he was supporting the labs? She took what he had to say and thought about it: all in all, he was right. Dr. Duvert had been kind to her, even if he'd been lying at the time, and it did seem that everyone was well provided for.

"You really think so?" she asked, her tone still unsure but slighty accepting to the idea. After all, if his loyalty could stay true after going through all that, then maybe the labs weren't so bad after all. "I mean, you don't want to go home?"