<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Nina provided the word that she could not find and brought a nod from the smaller female while she worked on memorizing that word for future reference. Her eyes flicked towards Gary as he accepted the half of her sandwich she had slid towards him, the silent acceptance easing some of the nervousness that chewed at her. But Nina’s words of having something for her caught her attention again and brought her eyes swinging back to the woman.<br/><br/>She hadn’t expected a meditation mat, especially after the doctors had been dead set against when she had first arrived. It had taken her months to get them to allow her to sit in lotus while projecting. They didn’t seem to understand that the aching pain which came from hours of sitting in one position was something she liked - needed - and she had no way to explain it that wouldn’t have them sending her straight to the head doctors for examination.<br/><br/>“<em>It is per-fect. Thank you…</em>” The fact that she was finally going to be allowed what she wanted for her projecting missions had her feeling better than she had in awhile - at least mentally - and it brought a small smile to her lips while Nina’s attention was captured once again by Gary. The mat was taken gingerly and carefully rolled back up so she could carry it back to her own room with the facility.<br/><br/>While Gary flirted shamelessly with Nina, her own attention turned towards her coffee and her remaining half of the sandwich, both of which she tucked into eagerly. She really needed to start eating before she projected, but it was hard to change habits that had been in place for so long. Not too mention, she wasn’t one that ate a lot and that amount dropped drastically when she was scheduled to project.<br/><br/>It was the tone of Nina’s voice when she spoke again that snapped her from her thoughts, eyes lifting from the plate she had been staring at to study the expression on the woman’s face while she repeated what she was expected to say. The topic of discussion wasn’t one that she really needed despite the fact that she had rarely went out on group missions. She knew what her role was and she wasn’t one to be ‘problematic’. She did her job and she did it well. A nod was given to show that she understood while the last bite of her sandwich was consumed, her mind wondering exactly why she had been picked for this crucible.</span></div>