Nathan was roused form his half sleep by a loud noise, not an annoying one but one that demanded attention. Standing up, Nathan shook the stiffness out of his legs and arched his back making it pop several times. Since it was wake up time, Nathan went to his bathroom took care of business. Leaving several, cleaner and fresher than before, he decided it was time to switch the gauze and see if his meditation did anything.

As he peeled off the gauze Nathan took note that it didn't hurt as much as yesterdays. In fact, the redness associated with burns were gone, replaced with his normal skin color. However the scars remained were they were and the split from yesterday hadn't fully healed, still a little raw but functional. With a satisfied hum, Nathan peeled out of his old clothes and changed into something new. Since the commander had said it was training day Nathan decided to dress accordingly. Starting with a new pair of boxers Nathan slipped on some cargo shorts, socks, and combat boots. Digging around a little, Nathan had also found his little keepsake. Taking the dog tags out, Nathan gently put them around his neck, patted them for safe keeping and stepped out of his room, putting on his tank top as he walked down the hall into the living room. 

As he entered, he saw a new face. Walking up to the guy with the motorcycle clothes Nathan extended his hand and said "Nice to meet you, I didn't really stay that long for introductions...I'm Nathan." with only a little bit of social awkwardness.