Watching him flip through the file as she talked, and finding no discrepancies, put her somewhere between amusement and relief. Though he only agreed to say she was Myra for the time being it was a start. However his information about her case was less than reassuring. Though she had suspected that they weren't looking anymore there was a tiny part of her that hoped she had mattered enough that someone would continue to press her case. The reality of her miniscule existence hit her harder than she expected and she felt a lump form in her throat.<br/><br/>As he pushed himself up from his seat at the table she felt a twinge of pity for him as he obviously struggled to turn and walk from the room. At his beckoning she rose from her own seat and moved to follow him out of the room. Peeking around his shoulder she could see the now timid officers staring at him, and probably praying, that he didn't get the officer from earlier canned.<br/><br/>There was  one officer, a young cadet probably green from the academy, standing off to the side with his eyes downcast and shut tightly. His lips moved but no sound came from them as he mouthed a silent prayer for Officer Frazier. Though no one could possibly hear the cadet as he mentally willed his prayer to himself Myra could hear a soft whispering coming from him as if he spoke directly into her mind. it was an odd sensation and she could feel the sincerity in his prayer for the man that he would no lose his job over defending their Chief.<br/><br/>Dodson's next words that were directed towards her brought her out of a trancelike state as she had been listening to the prayer and she have a short nod. "A ride would be most useful." She agreed and moved to follow him out of the station. She was still wearing the borrowed clothes but she would have to hold onto them until she could find something that actually fit her.<br/><br/><i>I wonder if my apartment is still there. Probably not. No one was there to pay rent. </i>She thought to herself as they exited the police station and walked out into the dreary outside. It had stopped raining, for the most part, as only a soft drizzle fell around them now. Just enough to make them slightly damp on their walk to his vehicle.