"So even though you were a specimen they let you read the files?" she asked wondering if she would have that same ability if they couldn't get out. "My brothers taught me soccer, said I wasn't allowed to be goalie anymore because my first instinct was to use my wings and I found out the hard way that, that wasn't a very good idea. Mom thought I broke my wing she said noticing she had extended it  little the more they talked. Pulling them back in a little she smiled a small smile feeling more comfortable with him than she had in the clearing.<br/><br/>"How many of us do you think there are?" she asked wondering if even the scientists would know how many there were.