The sudden knocks on her door snapped her out of her sullen mood.<b>"Euhm... J-just a second!"</b>She tried her best to dry her eyes with the sleeves of her coat, leaving dark stains, but it didn't do much help. Her eyes were still watery and her face red, as she made her way towards the door, not even realizing it was Diego. She hadn't recognized the voice, so as she opened her door, it came as more than a surprise to see him again. Instinctively she already started closing the door again, keeping it ajar far enough for only her face to stick through. She hadn't even realized it yet, but the one loose tentacle was hovering behind her like a periscope, ready to strike if it's host came in danger.<br/><br/><b>"O-oh It's you."</b>She gasped, her face quickly losing its reddish blush as she felt that same creeping cold crawl up her back. Even though she couldn't see<i>it</i>right now, it's image was still burned on her vision. She sniffed and wiped her eyes again, not wanting to look weak towards the man.<b>"Is there somethi-"</b>Her sentence was cut off by ISIS, telling them all to assemble int he training room.<br/><br/>Leaving her room, as barren and impersonal as it was, was about the last thing she wanted to do right now. Not with that<i>thing</i>still around. But, an order was an order. Besides, ISIS said she was everywhere, right? If Diego really did attack her, surely it would be able to jump in on time?<b>"We eeuhm... Should probably go over there."</b>Walking through these hallways with him was about the last thing she wanted to do.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>