The rest of the day would be theirs to spend as they pleased. Or so was the informal way of putting it. The truth of the matter was that the mission had been a complete mess. Charlotte had gotten on the second vehicle, and thus was spared having to deal with anyone's worries or concerns but her own. She wanted to think about the test some more, but the only thing she kept thinking about was how much of a disaster it had turned out to be. Once they were back in Garden she dismounted in time to see both Xerox and Syrus carted off to the infirmary. Instructor Duncan would then give a very brief and grim rundown where he pretty much stated her thoughts. The test results would be announced tomorrow. Was anyone even thinking of that right now? Maybe she was.

Yes, she was. Despite how things had went and didn't go, she felt odd. Perhaps it had been because of what happened, she actually found it...thrilling. What kind of thought was that? It was weird, right? She should be afraid, or worried, or something, but she actually found herself hoping for the results. Then again, maybe she failed; she hadn't been there when Duncan had gotten captured and played no part in his retrieval. Indeed, she found herself more distant from everyone. She hadn't gone through what they did.

And so Charlotte found herself heading back to her room, alone.