Having gotten her answer, Catherine just laid back down to relax for a little while. Her body was numb from the drugs inside her, but things were quickly rolling to a normal state. It didn’t take much for her to find herself about to move her fingers and soon after the rest of her body. Taking a hard to control move, she tried to stand up, only to fail and almost fall to the ground, but managed to stop herself from doing that. With unstable walk, she moved to the door and slowly tried to head outside. It was hard to move, but due the painkillers she felt no of the pain, instead had the difficulty commanding her muscles because the same drugs that spared her the pain. She never had underwent similar medical procedures before. Her unit didn’t have anything like that. Frankly it was pure miracle she was still alive after 2 military campaigns. Imperial guardsmen died by the millions without as much as a blink of an eye.

 Outside for her surprise she found the inquisitor… Zhevon? She still found it hard to understand how he didn’t know she got sent somewhere in his name, but whatever. She met Sal because of him so she wasn’t going to hold a grudge. Besides she was no one really in comparison to one of the inquisition.

[b] “Inquisitor… is this place free?”[/b] She asked, indicating a spot on the bench next to him.[b]" I heard commotion inside, but cannot really enter..."[/b]