As Carson recommended, she dug through the closet and pulled out an old uniform after he had left. She walked to the washroom with the fabric in her hands, staring down at it as she ran her thumbs over it. It was old, but in decent condition, she wondered who wore it before this bunker was abandoned. She wet the sleev, sticking her hand through the arm hole so she could use that section to wipe down the dust from the shelves and what not.<br/><br/>She started in the washroom, wiping down as much dust as she could on the countertops before walking back into the bedroom. She ran the sleeve across the shelves and the drawers, and then the side desks that sat next to the bed, as well as the desk built into the wall. After she finished getting the dust from the surfaces in the room, she stripped the sheets off the bed, tossing them into a corner. She saw extra sheets in the closet, so she fetched those and began to make the bed, pulling at the corners of the covers, which was when Carson walked in; with their things.<br/><br/>She flashed him a smile just as she set the pillows back on the bed. “I take It your request was granted?” She walked over, helping him put their things in respective drawers, hanging their weapons and what not. “Were they reluctant or are they okay with this?” Walking back over to him, she rose on her toes and gave him a sweet kiss, kissing his nose to finish.<br/><br/>“So, if we’re done for the day for the most part, we could just...stay in here until we want to sleep?” She shrugged, biting her lip with a shy smile. They had only been together twice, and suggesting it sometimes flustered her, she was adjusting. “Bet I could learn a few new things.” She winked with a laugh, her arms around his waist. “I think all we can really do for the time being is wait for Runners to show up, since Sunny and Natya went out.”<br/><br/>The thing about this moment, was that she still wasn’t aware of how many Runners had been further killed, murdered. They were her family, each loss was a stab in her heart.