She had for awhile scurried on to her old home to live on the sofa wrapped in a snuggly blanket watching TV shows while eating whatever struck her fancy and in larger amounts than should be possible. It had all in all been a good way to sulk for two- three days until TV-shows had changed for the news, and one day she had stood up, looked at her mentor while brushing the cookie crumbs from her pajama while exclaiming. "It's time to go back out and kick some ass." And kindly enough after cleaning up after herself and getting a good well needed shower she had headed back to the HQ.<br/><br/>In her absence a special delivery had arrived and been placed in her little part of the HQ and upon finding it by her return Val had been over the top excited. So much so that by the day Jarl dropped by for a visit and as she spotted him she quickly held up a finger. "Wait there, just right there. I need to show you what Clarke helped me get, be right back!" Said and done she rushed to her room and came back proudly holding her special ordered hero costume that mayhaps for her mentor seemed to lack some parts. But for Val it was amazing, awesome and absolutely perfect, which she of course described it as. The fabric made to handle the smack downs she every once in awhile found herself receiving.