Phai remained on the edge of her seat as Merlovich spoke. Her chair was pushed slightly away from the table so that she wouldn’t lose time getting it out of the way if she had to bolt.  As soon as she had entered the room she’d scanned it for exits and placed herself in the location with the second best potential for a fast escape; That way the person with the easiest access to an exit would clear the way. Honestly though, the guy seemed pretty legit and Phai didn’t think she’d need to bolt. But, you know, old habits and what not.  So even as she smirked, which was as close as she usually ever got to a full-blown smile, at the man who was giving her the chance of a life time she remained alert and ready to make a break for it. 

Merlovich finished speaking and invited the group to ask questions, prompting a round of asinine responses and actions that had Phai rolling her eyes hard as her smirk was replaced with a more familiar scowl. If these goofs were to be her teammates then they were even more likely to fail than she’d originally thought.  

Phai covered her eyes for a moment as she grit her teeth and tried desperately to resist the urge to snap at her newfound teammates. 

Had that chick seriously not used her powers for anything but [i]party tricks[/i]? 

Gah, allright, no. As Phai listened to the tin man apologize in an irritatingly congested voice for thunking face first onto the table she decided to give up on staying in their good graces. It wouldn’t have lasted long anyways.  

Firstly she turned to Mr.Klutz-and-Bolts, shooting him an icy stare as she replied with as much derision and sarcasm as she could muster, “Apology accepted. So glad you’re okay. “ 

Her next remark was aimed more at the group as a whole, “We will absolutely fail. [i]Someday[/i]. Everybody gets knocked on their ass eventually. When that happens we’ll either be dead or alive, and we’ll either deal with it or give up. If you’re afraid of failure, or if you think it’ll never happen to you, you’re an idiot. It’s part of life.”