being locked up in asylum for 2 years is just a normal thing for you. Counting every ticks on the clock, trailing your fingers making sure that its still there, covering your face on your knees rocking back and forth. Your hands are killing people and you hate to admit you have this gifted powerful hands

but Warner has been watching you nowadays. Absorving you as he's quite amazed about how your not losing your sanity. Even though hes a cold, and heartless person, he understood your feelings very well. About your friends, families, almost anything

One of his men dragged you out from Sector 45 to meet Aaron. He smirks

"You will be sleeping in a cozy room tonight if you dare yourself to touch me. I dont care that i would be dying because of that gifted hands of yours. It would be a perfect weapon for the war"