[center][h1][color=forestgreen]Yeshua Sands - Terrorkeet[/color][/h1][/center]

The avian GMG laughed in a stilted fashion, finding herself uncomfortable being propositioned by someone who- by all accounts- she owed both Setsuna and her own freedom to. Not that she was surprised by the interest, but the timing was rather poor, all things considered. Perhaps this was Utena's response to stress? Made as much sense any other response.

Taking the escape when she saw it, Yeshua darted to pick up the bottle of water with it's considerably bendy straw from her own bedside table- No surprise that the chained former-MFF officer wasn't provided one- and held it for Utena to drink while a newcomer carrying a familiar psychic fox walked in alongside a friendly face. [color=forestgreen]"Oh, hey there, Fishcake. Agent Mulder. Umm, new person. Should I just go with Skully?"[/color]

The matter of nicknames for strangers was shelved with word of a new GMG attack, leaving the bird to quirk her head, struck by how oddly active everything was all of a sudden. She also recalled quite clearly how her last attempt to help went and found her heart quickening with dread to go out there again. [color=forestgreen]"We wouldn't be so lucky as to have this sister show up [i]faaaaaar[/i] away from where the MFF can deploy, would we?"[/color]