[quote= File #56] 
To: Agent Caits
From: Agent Dioxide

Alright. I’ll be in the cafeteria. Come find me when it’s time. 

You don’t think we’ve been discovered, do you? [/quote]

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It was one of the stranger reactions that Agent Caits could have given to Gershwin, and it shook up how she wanted to see her. When the door was opened for her, a bit of anxiety ran through her spine to see the much taller woman to be so inviting and intimidating – a mix of feelings that made her hesitate to get up from her bed and meet her. But get up she did eventually, and did not speak to Agent Caits nor Cody as the three stood in the hallway. She maintained eye-contact with the two, but did not speak a word. Already a weird way to start off the day, but that was the way around here – and it was preferable to the needles and invasion. 

Though Gershwin wanted to initiate small talk, she thought otherwise in shame for her assumption back in the cell. If she was so human, why do all this? It was as odd to be so ambivalent and oxymoronic: a friendly human hunter, almost as bizarre as they themselves with abilities. Is Agent Caits really what she makes out to be? What was more to her?

She contemplated as she and Cody finally end up at a Conference Room 18A. There inside was an old, fairly-slouched lady with graying hair and wrinkled lines. Despite her advanced age, she moved and operated as if she were no older than 30, as if her mind and spirit fight continuously to overcome her ever failing body. The fascination was destroyed when the lady in her white overalls – a scientist, presumably – turned and grimaced, repulsed by their very sight. 

‘Subject 29, please sit on the far end of the table. Subject 30, please enter that cubicle in the corner behind me. Agent, you may leave.’ 

Fearful to disobey orders from this now-haggard-looking doctor, she followed instructions and sat down. In front of her was a blank sheet of paper and a pencil. Inside the cubicle, she saw a chair and a video camera fronted to face the chair – perhaps Cody will be recorded doing something. With him in mind, she met his gaze, as she waited for him to react. [i] ‘Don’t start a fight, Cody…’ [/i] she thought.