“Jade.” The icy woman repeated, closing her eyes for a moment. It was a pretty name. Something about it stuck out, though, and Meira couldn’t place a finger on what it was. “My name is Meira.” She said in reply, bowing her head slightly. Back at the lab, wasn’t there someone else named Jade? Well, maybe. She really wasn’t sure; she didn’t really pay attention to the names of people in that lab. The only names in faces that were burned into her mind were the ones who had done her the most harm. The faces she wished to maul beyond recognition. Her thoughts drifted to them, to all the horrible things they had put her through. Her hands gripped the grass firmly then released it. She felt another headache coming on. To the best of her ability, she managed to ignore it, slowly beginning o get to her feet.<br/><br/>It didn’t take her long to notice the nervousness in Jade, and wondered what could be causing it. She tilted her head a little while she studied her. Was it because she was something that should not exist, something that should be a monster? The people in the lab had called her a monster as a way to desensitize her, so it was natural for her to believe that. Perhaps they were right.<br/><br/>Finally, Meira asked, “Is something troubling you? You look like you’re uncomfortable.” The discomfort in Jade was beginning to affect her. “Am… am I the cause? I am, aren’t I?” She shifted slightly, rubbing her arm. It wouldn’t be surprising especially with how the villagers looked at her. Meira looked off towards the ship where she was going to be taken. She felt the need to not make eye contact at that moment, focus on something else. It was a strange object.  The noises it made reminded her of that lab… She shook her head, trying to keep her thoughts away from that place. But that place had been al she knew until now, her home, though she would never call a place like that home ever again. It was difficult for her to not think about it constantly. Perhaps trying to think of something else was a bad idea.<br/><br/>She shook her head. This was not the time to think about it. “Yes… Take me to your ship.” She said softly, turning her attention back to Jade. The sooner she got out of here, the better. Her knees were starting to shake, ready to buckle beneath her weight; she was in need of medical attention. She was a fast healer, but Ifrit really had done a number on her. His flames were a formidable weapon. The longer she went without medical treatment, the more her wounds burned. It was unbearable. Feeling like Ifrit’s claws were still digging into her side, ripping away at her flesh, she wanted it to stop. She collapsed again, “Please… I need…” Her breathing was heavy and she was starting to shake. This had to be the worse pain she has ever felt, and something told her she was about to face something even worse than this soon enough.