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leon may have been worn out, but not so much as to miss the sight of the redheaded idiot that Cass was talking about. "i already offered to punch his lights out and be done with him, but no one wants to take up my offer." he said with a sad shrug. the only fitting bonding process between them was him giving the girl a light punch to the shoulder, very light at that. "I bet you could run circles around him too." he said without a hint of sarcasm, he was sure the mist hunter could.

Maybe not when they all started and woke up from the giant team war, but they have changed and Cass in his eyes, got stronger.

Now if Only Rep could grow up mentally.

Jerry stared at the collapsed trainee distantly across the room. he'd be fine. He'd seen friends soaking in pools of their own blood that bounced back fairly quickly... at least by normal standards. Horray for runic science, or whatever it was they constantly subjected them to.

"It's nice to meet you," He said softly, although by the way he shifted, he wasn't in much of a mood to casually socialize. "I'm fine. I'll be fine. Just... a little winded. From everyone." And still recovering from almost dying, himself. That happened frequently around here, though. All part of the job.

No need to worry anyone further, there were bigger problems at hand. Like why everyone wasn't back yet.

Oh right. The bleeding.

Nothing seemed to help, but Otto finally remembered the guy was spilling his blood on the floor.

The blond tried his best not to panic, or at least not show it. "s**t, I forgot he's bleeding." He admitted, suddenly crawling off for something.

He returned with the tshirt he'd stripped out of and looked for the wound, pressing his shirt against it.

"Rip up one of those uniforms and use it for bandages," Syd suggested. "They might as well be useful for something."

Yes, she still remembered the tripping. Annoying costume.

"Damnit, why didn't ya tell me before I wasted my tshirt!?" Otto snapped at Syd.

He grumbled but continued to press down on the man's wound.

Rin raised a brow. She was fairly keen to body language and noted his seemed rather... closed off. She frowned. Well then.



Rin mentally frowned at Byr. She wasn't. Not at all. She just wanted to meet what seemed like a good reasonable person who knew exactly how to clock Rep. Only they turned out to be just as awkward and weird as he was.

She sighed to herself and fell silent. Simply sitting beside him and crossing her arms behind her head. Casting thoughtful looks between Jerry and Rep.



"Why Byr, why must you make my thoughts so... awkward?" She mentally asked but... she already knew the answer. Because he could.

Sydney helped with the flipping. "We want to get the wound cleaned up before we try and bandage it, who knows what sort of diseases those zombies were carrying?"

She didn't seem that bothered by the sight of blood, surprisingly enough. In fact a tiny part of her was enthralled with the situation at hand.

Bix was definitely alright but he looked pretty pathetic. He was humiliated. Even if no one around him had seen his lame failure in front of his own division lead, he knew and that was the worst.

When Cass asked if he was okay he had simply nodded. When could he go take a nap? He needed to wake up and not feel like a failure anymore. It had meant a lot to make a good impression and even though his lead hadn't noticed most likely, he let himself down.