"Ah, eleven. I suppose you know your own name." She giggled. He was just a child, much like she had been. When he went to the window, she followed. She saw that the Bruisers they had defeated were gone, blood trail leading away. They were probably dragged back to the labs for more experiments to be done or made into meals for the other mutants.<br/><br/>"They might send more, so we should go." She said from beside him. She turned and looked around, a backdoor was hanging open slightly in the far corner, a breeze caused it to squeak on unoiled hinges. "Perhaps we will find someplace to rest and chat a little more. I'd like to get to know more about you." She said and motioned for him to follow her to the back door.