Cara watched Hack typed on the small hand held panel on the wall behind him. Data filled the screen as if it was part of a power point program. None of the information made any sense to her. She was relaxed when Hack had informed her that this was a simple class much like school. Her blue eyes darted to the floor as embarrassment filled her, having still feeling guilty about had happen a few minutes before. Those blue eyes shot back up as she heard the woman spook to Hack. She listen to the blonde as she introduce her shelf. Ignored her flashing Damian, with a small hope that she would be more professional that was being at the moment.<br/><br/><br/>Another small hope that she had was that Blade or Damian would ask a question. She pleaded with them in her head. Much like she had in school so long ago. When the teacher asked the class if there were any questions. Expecting a student to come up with a question. Making it feel like requirement to have one. Yet she didn’t have one. At least she didn’t back then. Now she had a ton them. None of them wanted to leap from her head.<br/><br/><br/>“ Why is it that only a few humans have this gene in them to make them a Conduit? Why does trauma have to happen to find out a person that they are Conduit?” After she realized that her hopes of the other Conduits to answers wasn’t going to happen. She was sure she had asked least question before, but with the blonde being a scientist that she would be able answer these questions that she had.