[The siren's gaze remained on the receptionist for a long time. As staff rushed forth, with devices with which to poke and prod her, she remembered what her father used to say. Everything she'd suffered at his hands was nothing compared to what the world would do to her if they knew about her powers. Now, standing there intermittently glowing and always trembling, she wondered if that might be true.]
[As she was lowered into a wheelchair, Angel caught hold of her new companion's hand. He said she would be okay. He'd had no reason to help her, yet he had. Perhaps it was some kind of extended ploy, to trust him so he could lead her here, but she doubted that.]
[She could take a leap of faith here. She'd done so with the Vault Hunters, and they'd saved her in the end. Perhaps that could be the case here too.]
Angel. For when I see you again. My name is Angel.
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[As she was lowered into a wheelchair, Angel caught hold of her new companion's hand. He said she would be okay. He'd had no reason to help her, yet he had. Perhaps it was some kind of extended ploy, to trust him so he could lead her here, but she doubted that.]
[She could take a leap of faith here. She'd done so with the Vault Hunters, and they'd saved her in the end. Perhaps that could be the case here too.]
Angel. For when I see you again. My name is Angel.