Sev let out a very slight laugh. "I guess you're right...Rebecca?" she looked up at the roof, thinking about it. "Its nice...but it doesn't quite sit right...I don't know." she sighs. "I like my nickname, but its a link to the past, not even a good one either..."
Shrugging, she looked at Eva, smiling back at her as if her previous emotions had been completely washed away. Sitting up a little in the bed, her body still covered by the blanket, she seemed a lot less frail under the blankets.
"Uh...by the way...what happened to the suit I was wearing? I...noticed...it wasn't here when I woke up..." coughing slightly, she looked at her hands. "I can't remember the last time I saw my own fur, I've worn that suit ever since I woke up for the first time..."
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
