Meld’s questions were very good ones. Unfortunately he didn’t know the answer. They’d not discussed why she had left the Order simply that she had. He wished he could give Meld the answers she wanted but he could only tell her what he knew.

Aura’s question caught him off guard. Most of what she said he filtered out. It was bigoted hate of humans and while he would love to have a chance to show Aura the error of her ways Hunter doubted she’d be willing to sit down and listen. Her cannibalism was surprising but not entirely unexpected. Aura was a much damaged girl and someone had twisted her from a young age he suspected. Why did he drink blood? He tried not to.

Before he could gather himself to properly answer either one the doors swung open to reveal Meld, Aura and another woman standing at the doors. The petite blonde he presumed was Lori. He also spotted Lisa behind her desk. It was as if she hadn’t moved in the years he’d been away. Knowing Lisa she might not have.

“Thank you,” Hunter said to the blonde with a respectful nod of his head, “Lori I presume? Meld told me that you have taken command of the Order. I hope that I can come to trust you more than I did Syn.” While Syn had been a fun opponent in the little power games they’d played at first she’d subjected Paragon to Haywire and thus ruined his attempt to save her. He’d never forgiven her for that.

Turning to Aura he decided to answer her question first. “My powers are fuelled by blood,” he explained, “Without them I could not have stopped you both. It pains me deeply to have to take a life but if I had not then many more would have died. Once we are done here I will turn myself over to the authorities and face punishment for the life I took.” While there were those who would argue that he was justified in what he did, that if he hadn’t another three dozen would have died and that the girl was going to die anyway, it didn’t matter to Hunter. He had killed the girl.

What he’d not mentioned was that he’d also risked everything by drinking that girl’s blood. In a few hours the effects of her blood would fade and he would need to feed again. He hoped to be locked away by then so he couldn’t hurt anyone else. Once he’d regained himself he would turn himself over to the authorities. Doing so before hand would likely get policemen and women killed.

Turning to Meld he said, “You did not come to me first. You were at the Mansion before you came to me. If you didn’t know me who would I know about your sister? And why are all your things at my place? I’m not here to force you to do anything, if you want to stay at the Sanctuary and give up trying to stop killing then that’s your choice. I just want to make sure that you are alright and that you know all the fact before you make your decision.” As he spoke he was carefully watching Lori out of the corner of his eye. He was intrigued as to how she would react to what he was saying. It would tell him a lot about her character.

Meld tried desperately to think back to that time before she had lost her memory and got all of...nothing. No, not nothing, but the something she did get was so vague and spidery as to be useless. Clearly trying to recall her lost memories was not going to work, at least not right now. A different track, then. Instead of trying to recall her actual memories, she tried to recall the emotions she felt when killing. Why would she think she had a problem?

In forcing her mind to that train of thought, Meld received a shock in the realization that maybe, just maybe, her killing was a problem. Because of her memory loss and confusion, she hadn't really stopped to think about such things too deeply. She knew from the people she was supposedly able to trust, Aura and Lori, that she had killed in the past and even had vague spidery images of doing just that. Her dedication to the mutant cause remained unaffected by the loss of her memory and the church incident had been a result of that dedication. But...maybe she had enjoyed killing more than she should have. Maybe it had become about more than just business as usual. She fought the urge to put her head in her hands in frustration and confusion.

"Humans are more than animals," Meld stated, with some conviction. Sure, she was confused about a lot of things at that moment and sure she felt justified in defending the mutant cause, even through the death of its enemies if need be, but she never believed humans were animals. Even if mutants were superior to humans, and they were, that didn't mean humans should be treated like dogs. Humans were intelligent creatures, they could reason and had the same range of emotions and connections with others as any mutant did. If mutants were superior it was only by nature of their physical traits, the powers they possessed that humans did not. They weren't morally or emotionally superior although the argument could be made that some, at least, were intellectually superior and that they had the chance to do things with the world that humans never did. Even if humans were no better than animals, only monsters enjoyed the killing of animals for killing's sake and Meld did not want to be a monster. Yet...she had enjoyed killing, hadn't she?

"Why did I mistrust you?" Meld asked Lori, struggling to remember something, anything, that would give her an illusive clue. She hated feeling helpless, hated feeling like she was being manipulated, hated most of all that she felt that all of this was, somehow, her own fault. Who was she to trust, who was telling the truth? How was she to find out, in the end, all the answers?

Hunter mentioned Meld's sister, causing her to give him a sharp look. That mention alone verified the fact that at least some of what he was saying was true. She looked towards Lori and back towards Hunter. She had to trust someone, didn't she? She couldn't do this alone, couldn't figure everything out alone. Very few people knew about her sister. She was certain Aura wouldn't have said anything. Garrett, on the other hand, was a mystery. Was it possible Hunter could have gotten the information from Garrett? Yet that theory didn't quite add up either. The only logical conclusion to come to was that he did, in fact, know her. The rest of it was still a mystery, including whether or not he was responsible for her memory loss. But no, even that didn't make sense because she remembered the two women that were there at the time so unless he hired them, and she didn't see what his motivation for doing so could be, it couldn't be his fault.

"How do I know you're telling the truth?" Meld asked of Hunter. Then, addressing the others as well, "How do I know that any of you are? I'm vulnerable," a painful painful thing to admit, "you all know it. I can't do this alone, but I don't like feeling like I'm being manipulated either. I need the truth, the entire truth. If I'm lied to, if any of you lie to me now or in the future, I will find out. Maybe not right away, but eventually my memories will return and I will discover the truth." At least she was pretty sure of that. In tiny bits and pieces her memories were coming back although at the present rate it might take years for them to return fully. Still, no reason for them to know that.

"Though i do not believe we picked the fight, as their rally could have eventually lead a to a mutant being endangered, we were the first to act violently and it is true until this Mutant showed up, they were unable to retaliate in any serious manner. Had he not engaged us, the likely outcome would have been the annihilation of all the human's within the building, their would have been no survivoirs and thus no witnesses" she said openly and without a shred of remorse in her voice for the act, in fact her eyes spoke volumes of the pride she took in the act. Still Aura by training, would hide nothing from her leader and at the very least wanted to give an explanation.

"I see, i will inform you then, before any acts of mass violence are committed then" she said Aura said finishing her response. The order was clear, at least Aura beleived it was, do not go out and kill a large number of Human's without first informing Lori. Easy enough as she believed this did not apply to her useual hunts or killings. She did however decide she would try harder to stay out of the police's attention, as she did not wnat to endanger anyone at the sanctuary. her Mistake's had already cost her one family.

"I see, it's been year's since i was so outmatched, i do wish the dance could have gone on however, it was rather fun while it lasted. As for your powers, they were beautiful, in fact i am a little jealous" she said honestly though she hid the shame she felt from losing, it did remind her of her old training day's again her skunk's name sake. Aura did not get the idea of turning one self in for killing a human. "And yet she would hav been dead anyway, so it that sense you killed no one and are simply turning yourself in so the humans can have a scape goat. " she said her arms remaining at her sides.

"Consider the humans what you will" She said her eyes watching hunter like a hawk on a mouse. "Nature evolves a species when it's previous form no longer has use, then over the time that old form dies off, no longer needed. Killing a human, simply speeds up this inevitable process. In that sense human od today are much like deer, over populated and afraid as their instincts tell them they, as a species are dieing and so they fight" she said almost sounding as if the words were recited.

"I can offer no proof i am not lieing past what i have said and shown you. From when i first met you robbing the gas station, to meeting your friend bear and predator, to when the humans fools attacked you and we took refuge and hostages in the church to escape, to the prison we raided to free predator, to raiding that jewelery store after that scumbag spoke against mutants in his tv add. to the fight on the steps of KP, to when you went to the mansion to spy as well as when we stopped the humans from killing mutant children and at last to our agreement to travel to canada and find your sister and free her and Miracle's computer files, so i can stop these false memories that blind me when the thrill of the dance becomes to distant,. Some of our past is more well documented then others of course. I can offer no other proof then my words" she said knowing the speech was likely to long and just maybe to descripative of their time together.

"Though why you have her thing's i can not explain, before our retreat from the church, i mentioned Meld's sister openly, in fact i adressed it to you" she said looking at the silver. "Right before i asked for my sword back, i told you it was the reason we had to survive" she said going on, a smile creeping onto her face. He had over looked this fact she believed and she was more then happy to bring it up.

>"...if you want to stay at the Sanctuary and give up trying to stop killing then that’s your choice."

Lori pointed at Hunter. That was a theory she had to nip in the bud right away. "Learning to spare a life and living at the Sanctuary are not mutually exclusive things."

Hunter had known Syn. Hunter knew that she was Order leader. Lori glanced over at her trouble children. They needed a talking to in more ways than two it seemed. She was not used to being known.

"You were at the Mansion." Lori corroborated the truth. When it came to family, it was not her aim to hurt them in any way. "I visited you there." It might surprise them to know that she was welcome there, but an artfully placed word can get you in anywhere. Make it flattering and kind one and you might even be welcomed with a smile. "And I know exactly why you left. It's the same reason why I took power here." Maybe not the only reason, but certainly one of them.

Lori motioned for the group to move to her office. There was a couch and two chairs there. Enough seating without anyone having to sit behind a desk and impose. They could have relative privacy in relative comfort. It was best not to lurk in doorways.

It was good of Meld to refute Aura's human animal talk. Maybe if Aura heard it from enough different sources she would understand that they needed humans. Hunter needed them to feed. Right now the Order was using them in a similar way.

How could they not believe they went and picked a fight when they delivered the first blows? "Could have eventually lead a to a mutant being endangered"? From the outside looking in, it was a ridiculous statement.

>"Nature evolves a species when it's previous form no longer has use, then over the time that old form dies off, no longer needed. Killing a human, simply speeds up this inevitable process."

Almost, but not quite. "Can you tell that the human you kill doesn't carry a latent gene?" If nothing else, Lori knew the science. She could appeal to that.

> "Why did I mistrust you?"

The honest tone in Meld's question bothered Lori. She had never heard the girl so vulnerable.

"You associated me with the former leadership. Hunter can likely attest already that things are different." Not that she was putting him on the spot or anything, but Syn was a hard woman for Lori to understand. "Syn had plans that worked against mutant kind. Her obsession with the drug Haywire cost a lot from you personally, Meld. You left because of this." It was the God's honest truth. "You probably don't remember the fight at King Pharmaceuticals, but that building no longer exists because Syn and Isabel infected three mutants: Sammy Johnson, Aris Callin and Lori Faust." Also the truth. Haywire had been everything she'd ever feared. Her control had been stripped and she'd spent everything in her well of energy... days after escaping torture.

Lori flexed her hands and the metal under her skin creaked. If Meld didn't believe the truth than there was nothing that Lori could offer her with the Order or the Sanctuary.

Hunter just stared at Aura with a look of deep regret in his eyes. “I’m sorry,” he told her sincerely, “for whatever happened in your life to make you think that. I truly am. If you ever want to talk my door is always open. Of course my door may soon be a prison cell but that doesn’t change the fact that I will try and help.”

He nodded appreciatively at Lori’s suggestion to move things to her office. This woman was not Syn. When he’d come here he still had an image of the old Order in his mind and almost expected to find Syn ark two. He’d made a snap judgment which was unfair and he was glad to have been proved wrong. Lori had suffered by Syn’s hand as well.

In the office he took one of the chairs. “I am afraid tie grows short for me,” he confessed, “in an hour or so the blood in my system will be used up and I will need to feed again. I need to be away from everyone when that happens. I have already killed one person tonight. I won’t kill another.” He looked all three dead in the eye as he said it. Every word was deadly serious. He was also not distinguishing between humans and mutants. People were people. Then he had detox. He didn’t know if he was strong enough to survive that but he’d find out soon enough.

First he looked at Aura. “A pre-emptive strike may be justified if you have concrete evidence that those you seek to strike at pose an immediate threat to you. Just because they might pose a threat at some point in the future is not acceptable,” he told her, “All you actions have done is killed innocent people and put the Sanctuary and mutants in general in more danger. Actions such as yours led to the registration act. I hope you will show restraint in the future and think of the big picture but I tell you this now. If find you attempting to kill anyone in the future I will stop you and return you to the Sanctuary to answer to Lori.”

As he said that he turned to look at Lori. He hoped she would understand that he was showing great respect for her with that statement. Instead of handing Aura over to the authorities he would bring her here and let Lori deal with it. However this setup wouldn’t last forever. If Lori didn’t reign Aura in he would have little choice. He would not let her go around killing people.

“I’m glad to see that the new leadership here is attempting to distance itself from the old,” he told Lori, “My daughter was subject to haywire. I know what it can do to a person. It almost destroyed her life.” I did the rest. “As I said, I hope you and I will come to have a better relationship than I had with Syn.”

Finally he turned to Meld. “You didn’t explain to me the full reason you left the Sanctuary and out of respect for your privacy I didn’t ask,” he said, “We were working on your control and making real progress. Your memory loss I can’t explain either. However that needn’t set back the progress we made. If you still want to work on your problem I am still willing to help.” Once he recovered. Now that the air wasn’t filled with blood and adrenaline wasn’t coursing through his system he began to doubt whether he had made the right decision. Yes he’d stopped three dozen people being killed but in doing so he had compromised himself and by extension all those he was helping. Meld, Sara, Shana, Andrea, Molly, Verdigris, all of them were relying on him in one way or another. Now he might not be there to help them.

“And I’m sorry about the ribs,” he told Meld, “It was a cheap shot. I accidentally bruised your ribs in a sparring session we had last week. With no nociception I can’t use pain to incapacitate you like I normally would. I only intend to fracture them but in the middle of a fight I can’t be certain I held back enough.”

Meld didn't quite feel the same way about the church as Aura did. Her own views centered around human hostility towards mutants and the need to snuff it out right where it started. It was people like that, the people that incited the hatred, that were the true risk to the mutant cause and were the true problem in the world. If those few leaders of hatred could be exterminated, than most others would fall into line. She did not, however, opt to share her views on the matter.

"I believe you," Meld told Aura. "I remember...some of that." Some might have been a bit of an exaggeration, but she knew enough that it happened, or something very like it happened. Flashes of blood, death and blades swam through her head. The fact that she was a killer was not in question, it was what had happened when she had left Sanctuary and the reason why she had left. It was whether or not she wanted to remain a killer. It was whether or not she wanted her growing addiction to become to focal point of her existence. Could the pain of others, the ending of their lives, be any less of an addiction than any drug on the market? She couldn't imagine it being any easier to deal with and it was so much more damaging, to others if not to herself.

Meld was glad for the offer of privacy in Lori's office. At Lori's mention of Haywire, images flashed to Meld's head, triggered by the familiar word. They weren't quite detailed enough to be called proper memories, more impressions than anything. She recalled fear, being uncontrollable and the feeling of absolute power. The fear, however, was the most prominent impression, fear not for herself but for what she might do to others. She looked at Lori, horror in her eyes. "I did leave because of Haywire didn't I." It was said almost as a question, a revelation that she needed confirmation of. How could she possibly forget such a thing? Even with her memory loss? And to think that Lori had been a victim of the drug too, how could she have simply abandoned her when she might have been one of the few to truly understand what she had been going through? "I'm so sorry." What she was apologizing for she wasn't positive. Maybe for abandoning her and The Order, for not giving her a chance or maybe simply for the fact that she had experienced the touch of Haywire, just as Meld herself had.

With the mention of Haywire and the impressions that came with it, Meld had almost forgotten that Hunter was still in the room with them. "I'm sorry for your daughter." It was said with real emotion. Even though she didn't remember the conversations pertaining to his daughter, she knew Haywire was not something that anyone should have to experience. Maybe it helped to explain her memory loss, maybe what happened while she was under the effects of Haywire was so horrible that her mind had blocked it out. But even that didn't entirely make sense and it only served to increase her frustration.

"Maybe...I do need help." Meld looked directly at Lori, a question in her expression. She wasn't about to abandon Lori or the Order a second time, especially not after learning of their connection through Haywire. "I don't know if I can be helped and I don't want to leave Sanctuary. But..." She didn't finish the thought, still feeling just as overwhelmed and confused as ever. How had things gone so entirely wrong? "You don't need to apologize about the ribs. I'll heal and it was a fight. I would have done far worse to you had I the chance, then a cracked rib or two." She didn't even understand why someone would apologize for doing what was necessary in a life or death combat situation and her bewilderment showed in her expression.

She kept standing in the office, leaning against the wall as she did before she began to adress what had been said so far. "I am glad, your trust in my word, means much to me old friend" she said happily, though she knew she was not going to stay that way.

"I am sorry as well, for many things, including living while i watched those animals slaughter those that rescued me from the humans cages. Fate is a funny mistress however, had that house not fallen on me, i would likely be up in the heavens as well." she said sorry for entirely different thing's then hunter thought she was sure. "I disobeyed a direct order, to kill a friend to wounded to make it back to base and because of it, I failed miracle and my team, and everyone died in a hail of gunfire. " she said her voice almost turning to a growl as she recalled the event. Though she avoided coming right back to sanctuary to try and minimize the trouble she caused for the sanctuary, it was true many knew she lived here, Like the silver eyes mutant himself. Putting the sanctuary in danger like that was certainly an issue, one that bothered her.

"I only know what i was taught in the woods, Hour 43 of the sermon 4, told us, That the young are not to be killed because they were most likely to keep latent mutant genes. Thus by killing older humans we minimize the accident of killing our own." she said though it was clear the words were not her own, and more from this sermon she referenced. "And though killing other mutants should be avoided whenever possible, sermon hour 44 goes on to say that those of our kind who fall in the war against the human's shell find a most honored spot in the heavens, their is more, that sermon went on for another 21 hours but i started getting tired usually much past hour 45" she admitted looking a bit embarrassed by the admission.

"Still as i explained, i am solider, and as such i will follow any orders you give Lori, regardless of my own personal believes or wishes" she said snapping back to a more normal staunch posture before addressing Hunter himself. "Your offer to fight you and be brought home is quite tempting, however current orders seem to forbid this act, as i believe the matriarch means her order applies well i am not on order duty" she said not even realizing she ahd called Lori the matriarch, to he rit was a term that simply meant leader.

"It occurs to me matriarch, that all of Miracles ideals may not apply to the current situation. For example in the woods, we were trained to kill any and all humans who we encountered. However this battle field is different and confusing.......Their are no multiple day long sermons to stay up for here, no waking up to mortar fire and no need to kill those to injured to make it home from combat. If i fail your order's again matriarch, you may kill me where i stand" she said simply, unsure if her words were even appropriate.

"Haywire....yes i remember that day. That terrible drug......we were orderd to guard the building, but we were so vastly outnumbered.....I failed to hold the x-men from the building and later when you were infected with haywire by syn. Me, predator and others fought you, as your powers rages beyond control and your mind slipped away from you.....i don't recall much of the fight......i was heavily wounded in the fight" she said with a nod. "Another of my failures" she said feeling as though she had failed to help meld in the fight. "If you feel the silver eyes man, can help you, then see what he can offer, as for myself, my answers lie In the graves of my old friends in Canada." she said trying to support her friend, though she felt a bit guilty about speaking so much of herself, she should be here for Meld, this day. "Seems we both may grow very soon" she said to Melf, blocking out her own inner turmoil.

The vampire was on a tight schedule. He made that very clear through direct eye contact and emphasis on his words. "If there is anything we can do..." She wasn't about to open a vein, but they had strong mutants, they had chains, they had garlic if that was even actually true. There were options here. Lori wasn't entirely sure what Hunter's options were out in the world.

She was sure he was capable of taking care of himself under normal circumstances. This, however, was seeming like less of a normal circumstance. He seemed quite remorseful over the life he had taken. While Lori did not go out of her way to kill, there were certainly people who deserved it and scenarios that justified it. Guilt was an exploitable emotion, but she would let it be. Hunter turning himself in would draw focus from her family and this safe house.

>"I tell you this now. If find you attempting to kill anyone in the future I will stop you and return you to the Sanctuary to answer to Lori.”

This was a profoundly respectful gesture, one that she had not expected to be afforded. Apparently Lori needed to expect more of people. The Order leader met Hunter's silver eyes and nodded. There was an unspoken bond there. She would exact punishment if he found one in need of punishment. It was her job to teach them how to dot their i's and cross their t's so that they did not get caught.

>“As I said, I hope you and I will come to have a better relationship than I had with Syn.”

A single eyebrow cranked upward. This Vampire was just full of surprises. "I aim to please." She lowered her eyes for a moment, a coy look, but her heart just wasn't into it. There were three lives, three stories here. Lori wished that she had time to chase every rabbit she saw pass by. To touch any of their minds would help her gain insight, but it was a skill she was unpracticed in and this was a moment where she needed every wit. Lori closed her eyes to focus on the words coming from Meld's mouth.

> "I'm so sorry."

"Don't be." She had to look Meld in the eye for this one. "Sorry won't change the past. It's only good for learning and moving on." The Lion King had taught her that one. Man, she missed watching movies.

>"Maybe...I do need help. I don't know if I can be helped and I don't want to leave Sanctuary. But..."

"Meld, I can't expect you to live under wing forever, but I won't lie. It always bothered me that you left us." Because before this moment, Meld had never given Lori a chance. "As much as you feel you need to change, there are others that can benefit from your growth." Aura, for one, seemed to be benefitting already. Aura and Meld were always close, even after Meld sojourned to the Mansion to lead the lost Xlambs back to Sanctuary.

"If you continue your training with Hunter, I request that you hold your sessions here so that others might attend." Lori would definitely be sitting in on one to see what the doctrine might be like at the very least.

When Aura spoke, Lori caught Hunter's eyes and shared a knowing look with him. She of all the Orderlings needed the most attention and would require the most time and teaching. But now was not that time.

And being a matriarch made her feel old, but... whatever worked. "Aura, I will be quite clear in my instruction to you. I want no misunderstanding between us in this: There is a time and season for everything. If you cannot discern for yourself what is appropriate at what time then you will just have to learn." And who better to teach her than the people in this room? Lori was confident that whatever path Hunter provided to these girls, she could still use them.

>"Seems we both may grow very soon."

At least she could understand that.

The three women in this room each had a story that Hunter wished he had more time to explore. With Meld he knew most of the past but there was a new chapter missing. He’d had the synopsis of Aura’s but knew that there was so much more to it than that. Lori, well he’d only gotten hints and whispers. Given time he would try to get to know all three better.

Things were starting to come back to Meld. He didn’t need to be a telepath to see that she was beginning to regain some of her lost memories. Now as before she wanted help. This time she didn’t want to leave the Sanctuary and that was fine. Hunter could make house calls. Once he’d settled everything he’d resume his sessions with her.

Aura was such a troubled child. Hunter had twisted enough minds to spot the signs of brainwashing. It seemed that Lori was aware of what had been done and was trying to help but didn’t know enough to properly reverse it. At least he hoped that that was the case and that she wasn’t taking advantage of the poor girl’s condition.

Lori’s offer to help was appreciated but even if they have the facilities to contain him if he gets loose there are few in the sanctuary who could best him and a good chance that he could kill several of them. Sebastian had already survived one encounter with Hunter and he hoped that the old unicorn could help him now.

The seductive look that Lori gave him was alluring but her heart wasn’t in it. He returned it with a smouldering look of his own. His was a little half hearted as well as this wasn’t the time to be flirting. They had much more pressing matters to attend to.

“I’m more than happy to continue Meld’s sessions here at the Sanctuary,” he assured both Meld and Lori, “and people are welcome to sit in if they do not interfere. If you feel that others may benefit from the session I encourage you to invite them along. This is of course assuming that I am not locked up for the foreseeable future. While I believe that there is a reasonable chance that I will be released there is the possibility that I will be incarcerated for a long time. But I will not run from the law. I took someone’s life and must be judged for that. Alas my time grows short. Unless we have anything further to discuss I am afraid I must take my leave. I hope to see you all again soon.”

Meld had long considered Aura to be her best friend. In so many ways they thought alike and there could be no denying the kind of team that the two of them made. Countless human bigots not deserving of life had died between their blades. But the one thing she had never understood was Aura's preoccupation with orders. Meld was willing to follow orders when they made sense but she was equally willing to go off in her own direction and, if it came down to it, even go against direct orders if she thought she new better than her supposed leader. The unquestioning way Aura followed her orders was almost frightening to consider.

Meld had tried to help Aura out in the past, with small things like the understanding of money, but nothing major, nothing like this. She had the sudden urge to want to help her friend, to show her that what she believed wasn't the way the world worked, that she was more than just a soldier but she knew it was hopeless. Meld couldn't even help herself with her own problems, what made her believe that she could do anything to help out her friend? "I think maybe we can grow and change together," Meld offered her closest friend. It was the only thing she had to offer, meager and inadequate as it was. She couldn't even offer a sympathetic word because she wasn't certain she was even capable of sympathy any longer.

"I have no problem having sessions within Sanctuary," Meld answered Lori, reverting back to a more cold and professional demeanor. Things were happening now, decisions had been made and clarified in her own mind. It wasn't much but it was, at least, a start. "I will, however, require privacy. I'm sure you understand the reasons why I would rather not have any curious eyes watching our sessions." She was ashamed enough at how vulnerable she had allowed herself to be in the presence of these three, she couldn't bear the thought of others seeing her in such a state. That, and it wasn't like she had any shortage of potential enemies. It struck her that it would be rather counterproductive to be forced to attack a fellow mutant because he or she wasn't able to mind their own business.

Meld could understand why someone like Hunter might not want to kill. Even though she was far from a pacifist herself, she knew the value of life, including human life. What she could not understand for the life of her was why someone would turn themselves into the authorities for a death that wasn't even their fault. "Don't turn yourself in," Meld told Hunter, unable to keep the disdain out of her voice, not that she tried very hard. "The girl would have died anyway, it wasn't your fault. You saved a lot of people today, you'd be an idiot to throw your life away." Probably not the best way to talk to her future (and past?) trainer, the one that was hopefully going to help her work on her problems, but she couldn't help it. Why would anyone willingly go to jail, especially for something that obviously wasn't their fault? She looked at Aura, trying to catch her eyes to see if she was as baffled by the display as Meld herself was.

Aura was unable to grasp what Lori was trying to tell her, How could she discern for herself what was appropriate action and not if not for her orders? Aura could not hide her complete confusion at the comment but said nothing further, she did not want to discuss the finer points with Hunter near by, he seemed not to enjoy the killing. Lori was right she would have to learn this new order, understand it and carry it out, she decided, her mind working through Lori's words.

So meld would continue her work with Hunter, though she had only heard of Hunter today, she did not trust the silver eyes mutant at all. In her eyes he had done somthing strange to meld, made her regret the killing and things that were needed in the war on the Human's. It was sad, and Aura would have voiced her reservations about the plan, but Lori seemed to approve, so their was nothing she could really do about it at all.

Aura watched Hunter, if she could not act against the man, she would make sure he did nothing to hurt her leader. Oh how she longed for the old days, in the woods. The simple routine of killing and murder that entwined her orders, if it was human it died. If Mutants would only rise up as one, the Human's would die in droves and their victory would be complete. But No, here even the saint's held themselfs back waiting to strike in way's aura had trouble understanding.

She understood Lori's method, but still felt so much more could be done, the humans had to pay, for every mutant they had slain. Aura onlt snapped out of her thoughts when she felt a sharp ping of pain, looking at her hand for a moment to realize it was her own nails that had drawn the cut in her palm her fist clenched much to tight. ignoring the pain she waited for the meeting to end, then she would take care of the wound.