[hr][hr][center][h1][color=Purple]Waverley Watts - Feedback[/color][/h1][img] https://images.amcnetworks.com/amc.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/06/nos4a2-102-maggie-smith-sneak-1200x707.jpg[/img][hr]
[color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] George Washington University
[color=Purple][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Perception (failed)[/center][hr][hr]
	Waverley visibly flinched backwards as Sapphire began to yell at her, her entire body tensing up. Her shoulders shrugged up against her ears, and she shuffled backwards a few steps as the pale-haired woman hounded her. Her face, which had previously been, to some degree, sharp and determined with the excitement of being useful was instead doe-eyed and hurt. Her backwards shambling was eventually stopped by a hand on her shoulder, which, when she looked over, she found belonged to Echo. Despite his late arrival to the group, he was quickly rising on her list of favorite Mutant Underground members. 

	She relaxed under his grip as he shed validation on her, and defended her against the torrent of angered yelling Sapphire threw her way. She had been trying to help. She assumed having some water to work with would help, even if it wasn't necessary. And as far as the car went, she had no way of knowing Polaris would be able to lift it up so high into the air. There hadn't been time for a briefing before the fight, and she didn't recognize the woman like she had recognized the other two. Though perhaps, she admitted to herself, running over Pyro was a bit much. Having had a power that was more useful for utility than combat, she always just made due with whatever was around. 

	She shot a glance over at Pyro, hoping the rise of his chest would be obvious and apparent, but she had no such luck. She looked back to Sapphire, walking away from the group, and part of her wanted to speak up, defend herself, but her anxiety held her back. Instead, she simply stood there, her clothes and body getting damp to fit her mood. The cold would be setting in soon, so she turned to head to the van, only to hear Veil speak up suggesting the do just that. But something else she said caught her attention.

	[color=purple]"Cayden's not dead. One of the Echos got him to the ambulance. We're gonna have to pick him up later, and we'll have to do something about the bill, but it'll be worth it,"[/color] Waverley replied a bit too confidently to be sincere, especially from a girl who was usually too nervous to tell the fast food place they got her order wrong. She was still denial, it seemed. Still, she climbed into the van, taking the first available seat. Glancing back in the van, she caught sight of Cayden's lifeless body. She didn't stare at him long enough to determine there was no more life in him, instead whirling her head to look at Echo in the passenger seat. [color=purple]"I-I thought you were going to take him to the ambulance. I don't think he'll be able to make it back to James!"[/color]