The Questions Return! (J/C/K)

Khun watches John as he sits across from her and cannot help but laugh internally at how cute it is that he is avoiding accidentally kicking her. He does not need to, though, for she crosses her legs while sitting in the chair and makes a plate. “I am…a medic. I used to be a doctor and surgeon at the hospital back home, but not anymore since…well, you already know that chaos.” She explains and takes slow deliberate bites, wanting to savor every tiny taste of the food. “If I am accepted, I would love to be able to help people medically.”

All she wants is to see smiles on faces after she helps people again. She wants to have that swell of joy in her chest at being able to give someone a second chance or more time to be with the people they love. Living on the run makes that a very difficult thing to get, especially when most of her patients are injured mutants running from the cops.

“So…you say I will be in a cafeteria if accepted?” She asks after swallowing a bite. “Do people get their own quarters or are they all shared?”