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"That's what we would like to know..." she stated simply, silently marveling at his hidden skills. "We assumed that you had gathered a form of amnesia after we had discovered you, but you wouldn't happen to know your name... would you?" she asked hopefully, gazing up at him curiously.

"Amnesia is cruel that way..." she nodded. She looked at her watch and sighed. "I'll have to put you back soon..." she frowned. She didn't like the idea either.

Walking slowly over to the tank, she lifted the tubes to quickly examine them before holding them up, her gaze moving to fix upon his. A silent gesture for him to return. "You don't have to wear the helmet. But you still have to wear these, I'm afraid... I'll talk to the boss bright and early in the morning to see about getting you your own room or something... It's unfair to keep you locked up in a tank..." she muttered. Most of it was for herself to dwell on, but said it aloud to ensure that he understood that she'd do what she could to make him comfortable.

"Naname is actually my first name..." she started, quickly plugging him back into the system so that nothing would be set off. "It's Japanese to be exact..."

Upon closer inspection, one could begin to see that she did in fact have a slight Japanese hint to her features. She was tall for a Japanese, but she got that from her father. Her skin was a soft ivory in hue and she had that same thin black hair that all Japanese people had.

"My Father is in the military and met my mother overseas while living in Japan. When he was finally able to return home, she came home with him and they've been together ever since."

Patting his shoulder softly and stepping out of the cylinder, she sighed. I have another office on the other end of the building, and I'm required to be in there for the next two hours with meetings. Once that is over, I'll talk to my boss about that room before I get some rest... So in about 12 hours, I'll be able to let you out again..." She bit her lip as she stepped beside the helmet. She picked it up then set it on the console beside her, pressing a button to start raising the walls of his tank.

Naname rushed about for the next five minutes, restoring all the systems that she had shut down for their little chat and returning the security system back to its original setting.

Stantley was the first to return and he nearly spazzed upon noticing what she had done.

"You let him out?!?!" she shouted, clearly not caring if the rest of the facility knew as well.

"Of course I did, Dr. Stantley. A Doctor must instill trust in their patients, after all. And besides... Did you honestly think that keeping him in the dark, keeping him locked up would calm him down into cooperation?"

It was here that Stantley's head shook with rage, but he bit his tongue. "If anything would have happened to you, Miss Naname..." he growled.

"It would have been by my own doing." she finished with a confident tone. "Only I will be allowed to let him out of the tank for a while, but I'm counting on him to make sure you treat him well. He is a living being, just like you and I, so if I hear you have been treating him unfairly, I will not be pleased..."

Her eyes flashed over everyone else as they filed into the room. "Make sure you let everyone else on the team know, and I'll personally go to the lead of the Day shift in the morning before I head home."

"Yes, Miss Naname..." he managed to mumble, still giving her a solid glare.

With a nod, she piled her things into a small briefcase. "I'm counting on you, Dr. Stantley... Do not disappoint me.."

She let a soft gaze fall towards the tank before bowing her head and retreating to her office at the other end of the facility.

Before heading home, she made an effort to do all that she had promised she would.

The crimson eyes opened slowly, the hair covering the face slowly fell back when his face moved up. "Hmm? Nn...I..." He paused to yawn, rubbing his eyes, looking at the woman. "I haven't seen you before...Who are you?" He asked, looking around for a little before stepping down. "This isn't a trick...Is it?"

"Ah...So...Why are you here before everyone? Normally people only come in after Dr. Stantley comes in..." He blinked a few times, his eyes peering into hers, his head slowly tilting to the side.

"I can't think of any names that I really like..." He walked around her slowly, only able to move maybe halfway because of the instruments that were stuck into him. He began to unhook them, wincing as each needle came out of him, throwing them down onto the ground. "I haven't been up this early before..."

He shrugs and sighs, leaning against a wall. "I guess...It's better than being called by a number, eh?" He looked the girl over, tilting his head to the side again. "How long...Will I be kept here?" He asked, tracing a few scars that ran over his body, blinking slowly.