Zero was so engrossed in his training exercises that he made no sign of acknowledging her arrival. Perhaps he didn't know, or perhaps he didn't care - if it was urgent, then they would've said something.

It wasn't until a jolt of pain ran up his broken arm in the middle of a knife combo that he had to take a break - served him right for trying to do more damage by putting more weight behind the blade. He stopped, breathing heavily, wiping the sweat and loose hair from his eyes.

Slowly, he turned to face Vivian, staring back with eyes entirely unlike his old ones. Still grey and still stern, but no longer the flat, opaque walls they used to be.

"...Yes?"