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Eliza listened carefully while the others shared their own opinion on what was happening to them. When someone mentioned that they should ask their trainers, Eliza couldn’t think of a reason to even bother, anything she would say to the guy would just spark a fight. Then again if their trainers did go through the same thing, it would help Eliza understand what power she’s suppose to have. After a while of talking she began to wonder why the people in the facility hasn’t stepped in yet. They must have noticed something gone awry. Maybe they were watching closely how the group is reacting to the powers? 

The day’s events took a toll on her energy as Eliza wondered when the next meal would roll around. Most importantly, they were promised phone calls for the day. She assumed it would be by the end of the day but Eliza grew even more anxious just thinking about it. Though for her, she didn’t have anyone to call besides her sister. And with what had happened in New York, she wasn’t all too excited about hearing Elaina’s voice. But it would be nice to let someone know what is happening. At the very least get some sympathy out of dear old sis. 
Eliza remained passive in the rest of the conversation as people argued about the safety of these powers or lack thereof. When it came to thinking up places to avoid, all Eliza could say about that was avoiding the pen that she touched in her room. She gave the idea of powers actually existing a chance since she wasn’t in a mood to argue. 

[color=f6989d]“I guess in my case I’m going to avoid pens since touching one seems to have triggered something for me.”[/color] Eliza sighed at that ridiculous notion but the slight pain throbbing in her head reminded her that it was for the best. 

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