[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=a187be]Silvia Adenias[/color][/b][/i][/h1][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] The Infirmary[/center][hr][hr] Silvia looked up at Tom and perked a brow. [color=a187be]"Can't afford not to be strong with people like Tristan walking around,"[/color] she said as she stood there. She was a bit surprised that he didn't put the handcuffs on her, that was a first. Anytime anyone had ever dealt with her in the past and she had done anything towards another talent she was locked up. Cells had become a second home to her. It bothered her of course but in her mind there was nothing that could be done about it. [color=a187be]"Alright, works for me,"[/color] she said before Tom turned his attention to Crisna. Crisna nodded and had Tristan rolled into the back so she could assess him as best she could and make sure he was under guard before he woke up. Silvia shook her head a bit, the man had tried to use her being out of it as a window to get into her mind. It would be hard to prove but she had been on the monitors when it happened, they should have recorded something. She just hoped that it wouldn't get deleted, again. Stepping over to Tryke she looked at the wall and then over at the woman. [color=a187be]"Sorry about the damage. I meant to knock him out, not the wall. If you need anything, just let me know,"[/color] she said. She actually sounded remorseful for hurting the wall. She hadn't intended to do damage to the building but in her state of mind after catching the transport ship without the aide of her crystal she had been rather out of it and hadn't been able to judge the distance correctly. She was just glad it wasn't more damage than was there. Looking back over towards Tom she laced her fingers together in front of herself and nodded towards the door with a jerk of her head. [color=a187be]"Guess I should get back up to the MOR and get to work. Do you need to escort me up there or am I free to go on my own?"[/color] she asked politely as she stood there and waited for an answer. Most T1's, even under the threat of arrest would have just gone about and did what they wanted. They wouldn't have stood there waiting on anyone, much less ask permission.