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Axl stared grumpily outside the window of his quarters, moaning with anxiety as he thought about his brother. "Honestly. It would be easier if he joined me. No. That would be selfish of me. He deserves to die how he wants and if that's as a Metargo scumbag, then so shall it be." Along with that thought came the thought of distrust he was shown. It seemed everyone didn't trust him. Everyone besides Vika of course.
''Killing is easier than just being patient I see... I prefer to strike when least expected. But If I must run in then so be it. I am made to take more damage than others... Painful... But necessary.'' Vika said to him.
In response he let out a small grunt and blew his hanging bangs from his face. He flinched a bit as she touched him. "Hey. Watch where you're putting your...."
Realizing she was close past his comfort zone, his eyes started to form a glare before she said, ''Are you sick? You're core temperature is higher than usual..''

Axl blinked at her and felt his face. It did seem a little warmer than usual. "I see. Maybe I have a cold. I can't really tell. The genetic enhance I have prevents me from picking up traces for things like the common cold. It's a mechanism that stops my body from moving sluggishly if I'm sick or hurt. I guess I should thank you for telling me. Now I can take some medicine." He said while getting up. "Anyway. Put some clothes on. Women should be more conscious of their bodies."
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Cain waved to Scoar as he proceeded to leave the room. It seemed he was really swamped when it came to the girl he decided to bring along with him. Thinking about it, he kind of felt bad for bringing her along. She would no doubt be experimented on like a lab rat if she did happened to be like him. Standing up he walked to the sink and got himself a cup of water.

“I wonder who she is? If she does have a twin, I’m sure she’s really worried about her. I heard that twins can often be even closer than usual siblings.” Barnett said.

Cain smiled while sipping on his glass. "Yeah. I suppose you're right. Twins do have a sort of way of feeling what the others going through. Almost like mind reading." He felt that at this moment, if he knew Axl, he was angry at the lack of confrontation. He sighed as he poured Barnett a glass too and went back to his seat, setting her glass on the stand beside her.

“So Cain, I’ve received these flowers earlier and I think they’re quite lovely. I mean gosh a girl has to literally be in a hospital bed to get a bouquet of flowers these days!” Barnett joked with a giggle.

Cain spit out the water that he had in his mouth choking a little bit on the remains inside his throat. "Hehe. Really. I'm sure you'd get flowers even if you weren't in the hospital." He said with a hint of nervousness in his voice.
“Minmei thinks they’re from a secret admirer. I told her, ‘yeah right, I thought the guys would stop admiring me when I took this load off my chest!” She joked again. After her laughter subsided she took a more thoughtful tone, “But seriously, it would be nice if they were from someone nice that showed interest in me. Someone nice in the middle of so much trouble.”

Cain didn't seem to notice, but it did seem her chest was a little smaller than before. However, he couldn't really tell why that would stop someone from giving her flowers. He remembered what Scoar said before about the situation but couldn't bring himself to confess that they were from him.

Wow. If Axl could see me like this he'd probably think I've grown weak.

He gave the girl a gentle smile and said, "Well I'm sure if someone really liked you then appearances wouldn't matter to them. Whoever sent you those flowers probably likes you for who you are, not what you look like."

Just then Scoar entered the room with the nurse and watched as she took a blood sample from the unconscious girl.
"Alright. Now let's go see what the results say." He eagerly suggested.
"You know this could take about an hour." The nurse said to him.
"No worries. Cain's here just so that if something goes wrong a ruckus wont be heard."

Scoar followed the lady out of the room before looking at the desk holding the flower set. "So how do you like the flowers Cain got for you. He actually left the Mech in order to pick them out."
Immediately, Cain's face heated up. "H-hey. You weren't suppose to tell her that."
"Oh. Sorry. I'll make it up to you later." Scoar said while giving a smooth smile. "Good luck. Hehehe."

Cain looked down, counting the fast beats of his heart.
Wow. Is this how friends treat each other?
He hoped that he wouldn't be shot down before he even made a move. Not that he knew how to make a move anyway. Sure it was true he was taught to talk to people in order to get them to trust him, but he didn't want to use any of those techniques on Barnett. In truth he wanted to be genuine and himself, but at the same time, he didn't even know how he should act. He really wanted to know what a genuine person would do in this situation.