Malia could walk, but her body was getting used to the fact there was no longer a gaping hole in her torso. She held his hands tight, leaning against his body as she limped along with him. When they came across the Strider pair, she raised an eyebrow, not having expected to see them just outside their room. However, when Sunny walked to her, throwing her arms around the girl, her jaw nearly broke off her face. Despite her shock of being hugged by the woman, however, she hugged her back in kind, wincing at the pressure on her side. She had missed the Strider, she’d admit. “Good to see you, Sunny.”<br/><br/>When Sunny pulled away and began to lecture her about how badly Carson took her apparent death, her smile fell, but she shook it off and gave Sunny a weak smile in return. “Yeah, my bad.” She stepped back towards Carson, linking her arm with his. She looked to Natya as she spoke up, but then glanced to Carson when he rolled his eyes. She looked back to Natya then, shrugging. “It wouldn’t have made sense, I was dead according to multiple people, so.”<br/><br/>Still having her arm around Carson’s, her other arm hanging by her sides, she looked past them. “How are the Runners doing? My chapter should be here soon. I hope.” She glanced to Sunny. “I’m also hoping a sarcastic thief will be tagging along so I’ll warn you now—he’ll test your patience.” With a laugh, her body aching at the effort, she looked up to Carson once again. “It’s nice to see you guys, though. It hasn’t been a very fun two weeks. But, now we can get back to business, eh?” She nudged Carson with her hip. “Teach me to fight?” Her tone was hopeful, a smile in her lips. She needed to know, she wanted to. If she didn’t, there would only be a repeat of what happened just a few weeks ago.