C A T A R I N A . P I P E R ââââââââââââââââââââ Dialogue: #8BAF9D The Muscle Location: West of Eden ââââââââââââââââââââ âââââââââââââ
"How did you not feel this before?" Jun asked curiously, concern evident in his voice. The cut happened to be deeper than it appeared before. Cat shrugged. "My mind works like that," she told the older brunette. "Of course I notice these things, but if my mind thinks it's not important enough, then it brushes it aside so I can effectively do work. Eventually, I forget about the cuts. At least, until I'm in a good enough situation for my mind to alert me about injuries." Jun carefully wrapped the cloth around Cat's arm and tied a small bow. "There," June said, stepping back. Cat lifted her arm, peering at his handiwork. "Oh, looky-here," she mused. "Tied by the artisan himself. I feel so honored." Cat gave a mock bow. Cat immediately turned her head sharply at the sound of impending footsteps. She relaxed herself, realizing that it was only Bryant and not one of those damned Seraphs. Even after half a decade in No Man's Land, Cat was still too much on guard. Jun smiles brightly, almost on impulse. "Let's go then." Dominika wasn't walking anywhere near Bryant, so she must have stuck with her decision to stay behind. Cat was glad, and even though she didn't show it on her face, Bryant and Jun knew it too. Cat was so stiff around Dominika, she refused to call her by her nickname. "You know, despite your crazy shenanigans and out of control curiosity," Cat remarked dryly as the trio started along the path, directing her words to Jun. "It was hard to describe you as a rebel. Troublemaker, maybe, but not rebel. Even after being kicked out of New Eden." Cat gave Jun a cheery, if slightly sarcastic, smile. "You'll go long ways, Sunshine."