⟪ there is more to grapple with than she can work through in such a short period of time. being kidnapped had never felt particularly likely to her (mugged, maybe, but kidnapped?), but follow that up with being experimented on and having a brain implant and –– 

it's just a bit too much. she runs a hand through her now-short hair, it's already coming back in bright red curls, but really, that's not what she's missing most. actually, no, not even her fox shape is what she misses most. perhaps a year or so ago, that would have been the greatest loss, but a year and change ago she'd not had a single friend, much less a whole group of them. boris must be worried. this isn't sam's department, but she guesses that he's worried just because he's heard of every worst case scenario there is. and eli and jules and ollie –– and, of course, vasya.

she rubs her eyes, and then she looks from her cot to notice –⟫

You got a hole in your shirt.

⟪ y'know, just in case whoever she's talking to isn't aware. ⟫

Do you want me to fix it for you?

⟪ once the mandatory safehouse period is over, flora takes her small stipend of credits right on out to the resolution day festival. alright, first of all, her plan had been to try and get hired somewhere, but what she needs most right about now is a real good distraction, and distractions are very, very much provided. it's a bit as if she stepped into a sci-fi movie, complete with hover-food-trucks –– 

food trucks! ⟫

I swear on my mother, it's my first sample.

⟪ maybe you are the food truck employee she's trying to convince. or maybe you watched her circle back to 'everything egg', a chicken-shaped foodtruck, more than once. ⟫

⟪ anything goes! ⟫