[hr][center][color=khaki][h1]Freya Leander ~ Cait Sith[/h1][/color][/center]
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Although Freya tried not to show it, she cringed inwardly at Eira's words. [color=khaki]"Ehh, just asking,"[/color] she mumbled. This was just how Eira was. Ever the ice queen. Plus, Freya couldn't exactly blame her for getting snappy, given how the training had gone. Even so, the 'ridiculous' comment stung worse than the salt, so much so that it actually surprised her when several people showed concern.

Right away, Peter presented her with a cold compress and some ointment, presumably for any bruises or sprains. [color=khaki]"I'll be alright,"[/color] she said, glancing from him to the equally shocked Sofia. [color=khaki]"It's just my claws. They got messed up earlier, but they grow back pretty fast."[/color]

Turning to Renard, who'd abandoned his usual jokey demeanour, Freya gave a soft sigh but decided not to grumble at him. His regret was clear, especially when he offered to help. Holding out her hand, she let him clean away the salt with water. Unfortunately, such an injury was difficult to treat without making a mess. The water flowed over her fingertips, splashing on the floor.

Grimacing, Freya cast her eyes towards the puddle. [color=khaki]"Thanks, and it's ok, but we might want to do something about that water. There's been enough bad luck going on already."[/color] Before she could take anything from her bag to mop it up, though, Renard was already on it, cleaning the spillage and the salt with his spare shirt.

Exhaling in relief, she headed to a window seat once Renard let her past. [color=khaki]"And yep, Gabby's got the right idea,"[/color] she said to everyone before sitting down. [color=khaki]"Seriously, throwing all that at us at once, did they really expect us to breeze through right off the bat?"[/color] Resting her elbow on the window frame, she leaned her head against her good hand. She'd never expected hero work to be all that easy, but surely even Sphinx would struggle with every kind of chaos sweeping through the city at the same time... wouldn't she?

Her gaze drifted from the scenery outside to Renard. [color=khaki]"Come on over if you want,"[/color] she called, hoping it would ease his guilt. She knew what it was like to feel like crap over mistakes. She'd messed up worse than anyone, and yet people were being sympathetic, helpful even? Sure it was nice, but not exactly something she knew how to deal with.

Renard moved out of the seat and to the front of the bus, leaning out of the door while holding onto the frame, He looked around to make sure no  one was right there and snapped his shirt really quickly to remove the salt before pulling himself back in as Freya finished with what she said, then offered to for him to sit with her.  

The way she said it seemed, odd.  As if it was almost out of pity. He hesitated for a moment, She did sit literally one seat in front of his. He shrugged. coming to a stop at her seat and reaching over the back to lay his wet shirt over his bag, and slip his water bottle inside. [color=BCC127]"Who am I to say no?"[/color] He said with a small smile.  

He turned and slid down the chair into a sitting position next to Freya.[color=BCC127]I doubt they expected everyone to breeze through it. Hell, I'm sure they did it to show how every single one of us has much to learn. To think they would expect us to all work together and get everything right the first time is [i]ridiculous[/i].[/color]

As Renard hesitated, worries crept in on Freya. Maybe his uncertainty was out of guilt, or maybe she'd just made the situation even more awkward. She hadn't meant to sound patronising, if that was how he'd construed her offer. She'd just meant to show she wasn't mad at him. To her relief, Renard smiled and took a seat next to her. [i]Chill out,[/i] she told herself, [i]no need to assume you've screwed up all the damn time.[/i] Some day, she might actually believe that, although proof of it would help.

At her friend's response, she nodded. [color=khaki]"Yeah, but still, they could have gone easier on us,"[/color] she muttered. [color=khaki]"Both during and after the training. Was that kind of lecture really called for?"[/color] Even if the lesson had been meant as constructive, a test of everyone's limits for the purpose of surpassing them, it reminded Freya of having the bar set too high just to be told she couldn't reach it.

She shrugged. [color=khaki]"Oh well. Like I'm gonna let it get to me."[/color]