Day 34: Lunch

[thatdamnedninja]

Yuffie bounced all the way through collecting her lunch, all the way to a good seat- one with a nice view of the whole cafeteria, which was something she'd been missing out on during the past day or so that she'd been stuck in the Institute- and hell, she even bounced into her seat.

A good mood? No, reallyDespite the occasional blip, talking to

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[miracle_grow]

[Waiting for Wesker?]

The shower had been wonderful. Claire came out feeling almost like a new person. The injuries on her shoulder had healed nicely - other than a faint scar where the one boy had bit her, which was odd, but she'd wait and ask her dad or Peter what they thought about that when she next saw them.

Filling her plate with food, she glanced around at the still-almost-empty cafeteria and figured they were still ushering the adults back in from outside. Not knowing anyone that was here, she found an empty table and sank down to start on her lunch.

[miracle_grow]

"I'll remember to try the running away next time," she replied with a grimacing wrinkle of her nose. "Although that seems so wrong. What if they don't run away with me and just get more hurt themselves?"

Claire looked surprised and intrigued at his next sentence. "You were going to teach me how to fight? Really? You don't still mind doing it?"

[no_side_effects]

There was a gentle laugh when Claire asked what happened if the other person doesn't run away and just gets hurt more. "It's good to see you haven't changed much, you did quite a bit of running in to rescue people at night," Wesker said, explaining his laughter. "Then you need to knock some sense into their heads, so to speak, or you can stay and fight it out if they won't run away

[miracle_grow]

Claire looked sheepish. "I guess it just feels wrong, running away when I'm the one least likely to get hurt from the fight. Sure, it might be slower than normal here, but I still heal way faster than everyone else."

She listened to his explanation with an intent expression, looking eager at his offer. "I want to learn how to fight. Just being able to heal doesn't do me much good in a place like this. I don't want to put other people in trouble because I'm... well, useless."

She grinned at his introduction holding out her hand to him. "Thank you, Mister Wesker. Really."

[no_side_effects]

"Tomorrow night I should be able to spend time teaching you how to fight," Wesker informed her. "I'm glad to see you're still as enthusiastic about it," But being called Mr. Wesker simply wasn't going to do.

"You may not remember me but there's no need for such formality, just Wesker will be fine," Of course, it was still his surname, but he much preferred it to his given name.

[miracle_grow]

"Okay," Claire nodded, looking sheepish. "Sorry. Wesker. And I'm looking forward to tomorrow night. Umm. Do I need to bring anything? How should I find you?"

[no_side_effects]

"Tomorrow night it would probably be best if I simply went to your room, I wouldn't exactly trust my room mate around any young girls," Wesker found his room mate to be quite irritating, and had no desire to have Calire anywhere near him. "I say the rooms because it means we won't be attacked while I show you some basic techniques, so far as I know there have never been monsters in a patient room."

[miracle_grow]

Claire nodded in understanding. "I'm in room F19, then. Will you be able to find it alright?"