Melissa was still looking out the window, watching.. well, a whole lot of nothing.. going by. Little by little, as the trainers started talking to each other, she began to relax.<br/><br/>It didn't sound like what she'd come to expect, boasting and dick-waving about who was the better, or who was allied with whom and why they had to fight because someone's ego got a little bruised a hundred years back.<br/><br/>She began sneaking glances at the other passengers in the car, now that it looked like they weren't going to hold a battle in there.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>