Endurance - Yuki Ayaka

[Bakamono]

Yuki had been called to psych four days after the the intelligence exercise and the mess hall incident. A woman they called 'Lilly' asked her to sit in a comfortable chair which faced her own, the room was bare of all else, not even the one-way mirrors that lined so many of the facilities walls. “You did well in the intelligence assignment Yuki, your team passed: you've been selected for a field exercise; do you have any feelings on that ?”
"No" *she tried to sit as much comfortable as possible in the chair*
“and how do you think you are getting along with the other recruits Yuki?” the hint of an interested smile lit the womans face.
"I have no idea." *she shrugged*
The doctors brow raised briefly in surprise “would it surprise you to know that a few of them have mentioned how much respect they have for you?”
"Probably"
“Well it's true, for some reason they see you as some kind of example in here. That makes you a good candidate for team leader.” she paused “you can be honest with me, how are you finding life here Yuki?”
"It's boring, I am wasting my time here and I still have no idea what for. That's how I find my life here."
“What would you do if they gave you a gun?”
"What would I do with a gun? Nothing, there is no use for one here."
“Excellent – then trusting you with one shouldn't prove a problem. ” The psychologist lady seemed overly interested to Yuki, her questions seemed to focus on details that Yuki thought inconsequential. During the interview the lady made it clear that yuki could help herself to water and barley sweets near her seat.
“Do you want to atone for your past life?”
“Do you want to make a difference?”