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Amaya looked pretty surprised at Dude's assumptions. "Wow, no wonder Ambrose kept thanking her. To go against him is like... suicide, isn't it?" Just from the one time she had met him, he had that whole 'evil mad scientists possessive jerkoff' thing goin' on.

She jumped as Colche exclaimed, watching with wide eyes as she scrambled about. "Bunny...? Oh! Bunny!" Blinking, she waved to the girl as she ran out. "Bye-bye Colche!"

Shuddering, she repeated Subject Carroll, Sleep in her head as if making a new alarm system for anything like that to happen again, shed be able to know what was about to happen at least.

"Aubrey and Moreau are obviously close.. and yea, if she didnt active it or whatever right as he was hit as you guys are saying then thats like turning your back to your master. Hopefully he didn't hurt her or anything afterwards."

She slouched in her chair, eyes level with the table. I want to go back home.. she thought. It was a while since she felt this intensely homesick, and that her 'new home' was revealing more and more terrible things, things youd only ever read in stories or watch in movies.

The Dude looked first at Amaya then at hargun and shook his head: "Come on guys, perk up. Sorry, I didnt' mean to bring everyone down like that. Look at the bright side - Moreau got a face full of fist last night. And I'm still standing among you! Must mean something good. Little victories, guys. Little victories ... " - he smiled and nodded, hoping that it woudl cheer the two up.

((Gah, Gaia's horrible for me right now, do you guys want to wrap this?))

Amaya smiled and nodded in agreement with the Dude. "Yeah, your right." After finishing her salad she stood up, looking at the two. "Well, I need to go get some sun. I'll catch you guys later, okay?" Giving an extra glance to the Dude just to make sure he was alright, she bussed her tray and gave her goodbyes before heading out.

((MATRIXISONOMG. Wrap for me. xd ))

Hargun nodded at the two and waved as they headed out. "See yah guys!" she shouted, then rummaged the cafeteria for more bugs before heading out herself.

Emelyn was surprised to see the speed with which Ambrose utilized to manage his way through the line- but upon seeing his choice of a large stack of meat, she understood that this would probably be Ambrose's norm- and that the wolf in him was inherently taking over his appetite. Instead of judging, she just sped herself up a little through the line- realizing as she went that her own animal instincts- although hardly as keen, had some effect on her choices. Hedgehogs are such omnivorous creatures, and so apt to find food in anything, that they'll not pass up anything. Em tried to keep herself from taking one of everything... but halfway through the line realized... what's the point? What was she trying to prove by limiting her choices. Why not show Ambrose that answered to the endless ebbing of the instincts against her human nature- at least in something harmless like food. She couldn't pretend to be completely human in all things.

And so, when she dropped her tray in front of Ambrose, it was loaded with a small piece of everything- and absolutely everything- from the cafeteria.

"Couldn't choose," she said... some measure of pride on her face for letting herself give into it, and sat down with a decisive plop before spearing a squre of jello with a straw. (An old affectatious way of eating it.)

Ambrose smiled to Emelyn as he glanced over her wide array of food choices on her tray. "Well, nothing wrong with that. I've... er... apparently unfortunately had a very decisive turn of appetites recently." He gave a sheepish smile, which was ruined with the lupine teeth to look more like a snarl.

He looked up quickly as they were joined by another presence. Ambrose was, to put it simply, impressed by the nonchalence in which the Dude took his new presence that, to Ambrose, seemed to be the most drastic thing that had ever happened to him. "Hi Dude." Ambrose smiled genuinely, despite the muffled uncomfortable feeling that still sat heavily on his shoulders. "It was no problem... honestly it was the least I could do. I felt horrible for not doing more to help out during the confrontation..." He shifted a bit in his chair at the followup question. "I could certainly be better." He said honestly. "Emelyn and Amaya helped a lot." He continued.... "I'm not sure that I'm quite as enthusiastic about the 'new look' however." He swallowed.

"Hey, you didn't grow a beak, and your legs arte still functioning." - the Dude shurgged at that. "Oh yeah, and you can still make out I believe. So quit yer whinin'" - he grinned a bit impatiently. Why couldn't Greer be turning into a hedgehog or a wolf or something??? His sweet grasshopper ... ah get ahold of yourself, Dude."How are you feeling, though? is all the pain gone? Was it bad?" - he added, worreid about Ambrose's physical well being a bit more then about his emotional one.

"Yeah, Amaya was a real sweetheart and watched me sleep all night. Poor girl, she was frozen solid by the end of that. She thinks she's turning into some kind of lizard ... oh and last night ... well ... I still can't believe my luck." - he looked at his right flipper, folding it into a fist.