Eva didn't belong here. 

She had scarcely spoken a word since she was rescued, instead silently accepting the food and lodging she was given. Fortunately, she could always find somewhere in the house dimly lit enough that her powers weren't completely deactivated. Still, she couldn't shake the feeling of self-pity that had been plaguing her since she had been caught. She had been utterly helpless, and now she had to accept the charity of strangers. The only reason she didn't leave out of pure shame was out of fear of being recaptured. 

None of the events around her seemed to matter. The news, the execution of other Gifted, the relationships between the people in this house - all of it was insignificant compared to her complete failure to resist the DMA. 

She stood up, wordlessly leaving behind the strangers who had been sitting near her. There were too many people here, and people meant a chance to be betrayed. Better to be alone. Even if she had to stay in this house for a while, she could find a room without anyone else in it. An attic, maybe?