"If you want to get specific, I'm 19." Silvia had been listening to the conversation since Blake's face had indicated a negative environment. He always had been uncomfortable around negativity. She stepped around Cade and into the hallway, plucking off the monitors and handing them to the doctor. "And if it's powers that you wanted to see you'll have to wait for group exercises. The Angel's are designed as shields not warlords, and tactical decisions are best made as a team, individualized for each unique situation. You are both old enough and experienced enough to work things through on your own, it is why you are here with an experimental project and not another team." Her voice was flat and she held no facial expression, but there was a miniscule flash behind her eyes as her body reacted to the negative stimuli. She glanced at Thomas with a sense of curiosity that should not have been there. "Even monsters don't have to be bad. Just look at me, do I seem all that bad to you?"