She fell asleep in his arms, buried against his muscular chest. Sleep came easy with  him after they had made up, and she figured that this was where the argument ended. But she was wrong. She half expected to be treated like a baby the following day, and her suspicions were correct when Carson let her do nothing more than watch as her friends began their training. And she’d say, he wasn’t exactly understanding as he trained them. He was harsh, but everyone simply flared at him behind his back.<br/><br/>However, as the days ticked by, she became agitated as she continually sat behind, watching him train the Runners. One day was understandable, maybe two, but a week? Hell no. She sat and twiddled her thumbs the entire day, before she retreated to the mess hall. She took a seat in front of Sunny, huffing as she did. However, as Sunny spoke up, she rolled her eyes and nodded. “Fucking tell me about it, I’m done with this.” However, she chewed her lip after the Strider insisted she demand he stop. “Yeah, you’re probably right. I’ll talk to him. Worst case, you wanna train me?” She was half joking, but she needed the experience.<br/><br/>She saw Carson standing outside the mess hall, and she sent Sunny a tight smile before standing from her seat. She walked over to the man, grabbing his arm and pulling him aside. She crossed her arms, then, her eyebrows furrowed. “So... mind telling me when you’re going to start training me? I was For sitting on the first day, but it’s been a week. I don’t limp anymore, I’m not sore. You promised you’d train me, do you take that back?”