Touka thrust a first aid kit at Nakahiro, throwing out her arm to block him from exiting the room. "You should be sure to act human or you'll end up attracting unwanted attention. Humans do not regenerate immediately like we do. Patch up, then you can leave." This was a command, not a request. "Learning to live like a actual human is not how any Nocturne lives. Ghouls almost never use medical equipment, Vampires never invest in vehicles, and Werewolves never wear expensive clothing out. See the link? That is one way to spot us. So patch yourself up!"<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>"We have yet to assess which role you will take in the team. For all you know you could be like that Edward "Duck" in the team lab, looking at pixels all day. So just relax, its like a family trip... only more..." Her voice trailed off when she realized where it was leading. She switched lanes, weaving through traffic, "The report has been read. I read both of them. But to the team, you are still rookies and unassigned. Additionally, your height makes it hard to shoot over vehicles and is a disadvantage on your part. As team leader, I can't have you dying on your first assignment."<span style="font-style: italic">It looks bad on my record as well.</span>The car slowed to a halt at a road where vacated vehicles clogged the way. "We're here," She said in a sing-song voice, putting the jacket on and raising the hood to block out the heavy drops of rain as she exited the vehicle. "Colla, you too, should stay back a bit and support us."