Eve closed her eyes tighter as her consciousness returned. 300 years had never felt shorter. One day had never even felt shorter than The Hibernation. The [i]tap tap tap[/i] of feet alerted her to the other presence in the room. This was expected of course, the scientists who had set up the operation were intended to check on them before they wake. 

 But that didn't occur, atleast not quickly enough. She pried her eyes open, and yawned. Blinky she noticed the guy making his way over, finally. 

"Wakey, wakey" he said, his tone difficult to appraise. This guy could not be the scientist who was in charge of the habitation, wakey wakey was just to childish a thing to say, and any way she already knew what he actually was. He was a participant in the hibernation some sort of tech guy. 

 She squinted her eyes in condemnation. "Don't talk to me like I'm a child, and where are the people who actually know what they're doing," she spoke coldy. Her words echoing that which she'd said to her parents before the ice came to the world. 

She had meant to sound detached although her voice neglected anything but scorn. For now it is best to know that she can atune her voice to be much more calouse, and that if at anytime she finds reason to sound other wise it will be the thin Vail gained by an accomplished health practitioners who must occasionally work with small children.