Sam was surprised by the fact that Scorn had beds for her to sleep in. Actual beds. Sam couldn't remember the last time slept on something bed like with the intention of getting up. That was good news though, she might have a semi-permanent residence in New York. She even have a roof above her head and solid meals for a while. Things were looking up, thankfully.

"Yeah, I've been running all around town today. It felt a little like running a marathon when I was finished. We'll take a cab, since I'm not really interested in tiring myself out like that again." Sam said, trying to explain. "It takes concentration to control that much blood and keep it all together, and when I go fast I tend to overtax myself keeping together. It's more often used for short distances, since I'm better at running than shifting around using my powers."

Sam slid off the bar stool, paying Zeke for her soda as she went. She adjusted her jacket and waited for Scorn. "I'm ready to go whenever you are." Sam probably could shift over to the base, if it was within a block, but Sam doubted that it was that close, and she needed to walk the streets some anyway. She'd heard New York was a busy place, filled with people. She wasn't used to the crowds, but she liked being in them. It meant that she wasn't alone anymore, and wasn't at the whim of crazy Conduit woman who could change anything at the drop of a hat.