Midnight wants us to meet. I'm not strong enough yet, even if I am gaining some use of my legs.

Even if Frank and Kyle have the coverage ready, I'm not.

Strange that I chased after Midnight for so long, and now she is pressing me.

If I can just keep her interested and waiting until I have some use of my legs.

I never knew this much fear, not even after I was shot. The team will have me covered, but I feel I must be able to defend myself. I'm afraid I may never be able to.

Life is odd.