[center][h1]Stasya Volkov[/h1]

[h3]Training room: [@wolverbells][/h3][/center][hr]

Following the other girl, Stasya kept a careful, nervous eye on her as they found a slightly more secluded part of the room. She was taking a risk doing this, but she didn’t have any other choice. Not if she wanted to get out. At the very least, it was nice to speak with someone else who wasn’t yelling at her and had at least a small chance of being trustworthy. 

Irina’s gestures were somewhat redundant, given how they were communicating otherwise, but it was a good pretense to put up for the benefit of their observers. In response, Stasya sat down on the floor and gestured for her partner to join her, instinctively hugging her legs against her chest. “Вы слышите , в моей голове ? (You hear, in my head?)”

[i]Thank you, thank you so much! Um, I’ve been trying to figure out what the others can do, but since I don’t understand really any English, I’ve had to rely on the translator that they gave us. And since they’re always listening, I’ve been too afraid to talk to the others. Do you… know what their, abilities I guess, are?[/i]