Fin still didn't say or do anything for a long time. But eventually he stuck one of his hands out a little to shake her hand even though he still wouldn't make eye contact.

"There, that's better," Bren smiled, "Now, let's see if we can make you feel a little better." She dug around in a small pouch for a moment, for she had been one of the only girls at the pool clothed. "Here we are," she pulled out a bottle and opened it, dabbing some of the liquid onto her sleeve. The she slowly reached out with the sleeve toward Fin's arm.

Fin flinched a little, but let Bren clean him off.

Bren wiped him off a bit before asking with a snort, "Want to keep Frei's sign on the back?"

Fin paused before quietly deciding, "No..." But he didn't turn to let Bren at his back.

"... Well I have to be able to reach it to get it off," she reminded Fin gently.

Fin was a little stubborn, but after awhile he turned around.

--

Long remained in his room most of the morning. Then he left before lunch, looking for Wolfe.

Bren wiped away the rest of the marker before sitting back against the door next to Fin. "There, now don't be sad," she told him.

--

Wolfe was with Snow walking towards a conference room.

Fin still looked sad. And embarrassed.

--

So Long intercepted them. He was wearing the usual black attire, and he had a bandage around his fist. "... May I speak with you?" he asked Wolfe.

"They'll all forget about it tomorrow," Bren informed him knowingly, "trust me, lots of stuff happens around here."

--

Wolfe took Long in for a moment before nodding and motioning for a very curious Snow to go on ahead. Slowly she did.

Fin still didn't seem too comforted.

--

Long was silent for a long while before finally asking, "Why am I still alive?"

Bren tilted her head for a moment, "Did something else happen?" she asked, "Before Frei drew on you?"

--

Wolfe blinked, "Because there was no need to kill you," he said simply.

Fin remained tight lipped.

--

Long paused, not seeming satisfied with that answer.

Bren sighed a little but dropped it. "Frei wouldn't want you to be sad, you know," she said quietly.

--

Wolfe didn't seem to understand what wasn't satisfying.

Still nothing.

--

After a little while longer Long asked quietly, "May I make a request?"

"I know!" Bren suddenly stated, "You haven't had breakfast yet, have you?" She stood up, "Let's get something to eat."

--

Wolfe nodded.