Each word was a shock, it was as if he was punching her in the stomach with all of this new information and quite frankly it hurt. White Blood? That’s what she was? For a moment her thoughts drifted and she wondered if their blood was actually white. She couldn't sense anything different, but their leader, he was low on iron. "Blood," she fidgeted, feeling as though their eyes were boring into her skin. "I can manipulate it," Kira had told her all of his group's abilities, it would only be respectful that the damsel did the same. "I don't know how it works, but they used to make me-" she stopped, unsure if she should go on. Those words had unintentionally slipped from her mouth although she wasn't sure where they came from.
She looked at the floor, probing her blank mind for something to say to fill the silence. "They used to make me do terrible things," the adolescent stared at her hands, the memory of the person popping like a balloon overwhelming her for a second before fading from existence once more. The girl finally looked up from the floor and wiped one of her blue eyes once again with the sleeve of her borrowed pajamas. ”I guess if I don’t have a name I should come up with one…” It was more of a mumble than anything really as she thought about what name to give herself. She would only get this opportunity once so the girl wanted it to be cool, but not unrealistic like a pen name. ”Mako,” it wasn't that unusual, but not too popular either. "Please call me Mako."
Now for the last question as to whether or not she would stay, Mako had to think about that too. There was no where she could really go, no friends or family to stay with. As far as Mako knew, no one was looking for her, and she had no ID chip which meant that she couldn't apply for a room in a homeless unit or a hotel. That is, of course, if she got that far before the authorities caught her and took her in for not having a chip, or was taken to the hospital because of the state she was in. Now that Mako thought about it, there really wasn't a choice at all. Every road led to an untimely death... "I guess I'll stick with you guys for now," Mako scratched the back of her head, hoping this was the right answer.
Maybe if Mako stayed she would learn how to use her blood manipulation better? Maybe she would be able to get in touch with the doctor that had brought her -Dr. Oshiro she thought his name was- and see if he knew anything. Plus she could be of use to the Freedom Fighters because of the fact that she couldn't be traced.