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Amelia was relieved to see Will return, though she ended up looking away from him quickly. Even covered up as he was it was hard to see Adrian like that. A human shape under Will coat, his legs dangling lifelessly, though Will must have crossed Adrian's arms over his chest so that his arms could hang as well. She had seen him fall and logically knew he was dead but it was still a difficult sight. So she kept her eyes on the floor of the truck instead until Will entered. Even then it took a bit for her to speak to him. What could she say? “Will…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…I just thought it might be easier for you if you didn’t have to go alone. And thank you for doing that….really…it couldn’t have been easy.”

She’d made him angry, that’s what she had done wrong. It was the first thought that popped into Amelia’s mind, but she reframed from saying it. As Will continued speaking she wasn’t so sure if he was actually angry with her or just with the world in general. “Why did you join the resistance Will? I mean, Sybil controlled everything. You had to know we would have to rebuild things after it was gone. So if you really feel that way why did you fight so hard and give up so much to destroy it?” There must have been reason. Hopefully reminding him of that reason would help, but then again it might only make things worse. She was truly dreadful at this sort of thing. “Why don’t you drop me off at the power plant and go relax for a bit? Have a few drinks with Mason or something. There isn’t a lot you can do until some of the services get back online anyway.” Well the last part wasn’t entirely true. They could start working on building the new government while her and the techies got things going. She didn’t see why it would hurt to wait a bit before getting start on that front though. Since Will had left her behind to deal with the woman she had no ide Mason was MIA and probably KIA.

“He…certainly liked to play it close to the chest.” Amelia answered uncertainly. It was a polite way of saying Adrian had a lot of secrets and lies. He’d lied to her countless times and kept any number of things from her. That was different though and she knew it. Will had been his friend. “Maybe he thought you knew?” She added somewhat unhelpfully. It seemed obvious to her, but then she reminder herself that she had worked rather closely with Sybil. For someone who didn’t maybe it wasn’t so obvious what would happen once the system was shut down. “I don’t think that would have worked. I think…Sybil would have won that kind of fight. Look at how many people we lost just trying to evacuate the Tower. I…should have…never mind. But you didn’t fail him Will. It’s like you said. He knew we had won.” She’d about to say she should have let him blow up the Tower right away instead of trying to evacuate it. That a lot more people ended up dying because of it and Adrian had missed seeing the Tower fall. She didn’t want to make the conversation about her though. “I’m sorry Will…I…didn’t know. Surely you had some good drinks at the Hanger though? And other people you would rather be with than me?”

“Pun? I don’t…Oh! Oh God, his heart. I didn’t even think. It’s such a common expression…it just sort of came out. I…I’m sorry Will.” Amelia could feel her cheeks turning red as she stumbled through her apology. How could she say something so thoughtless and stupid? She was happy for the change in subject. “You guys really didn’t? Sounds like the perfect reason to me. There was this club….Sybil had to have known about it. Maybe it pretended it didn’t so it could watch what the people were doing or maybe it figured people wouldn’t burn out so fast if they had a vent. That was a big problem in those higher up jobs, burning out. You had to be able to think enough to do what Sybil needed but completely disregard all the problems and conform to its world. Anyway the Club itself wasn’t really my thing, but I’d still go every once in a while. Be around people, watch them disobey Sybil even if it was only in the smallest of ways. See that that spark of independent thought was still there somewhere.”

“I suppose so…” Amelia answered uncertainly. It seemed a little soon to be making any kind of jokes around Adrian, though on the other hand Will seemed less upset about things which was encouraging. “So…do I want to know what you guys did to alleviate stress?” The way he had phrased it, leaving it vague instead of simply telling her what they did left her wondering if it was something she actually wanted to hear about. “Are you just going to hang around the power plant then?” They were nearly there so she thought she would ask. It would probably be incredibly boring, but he hadn’t seemed all that interested in her suggestions of hanging out with the other resistance members.

“Or maybe he knew and didn’t say anything like Sybil?” Amelia suggested. It wasn’t out of the question at any rate though she didn’t really have an idea of how strict Adrian would have been with that sort of thing. In the short time she had known him she’d never really seen anyone disobey him. “And uh…what does gambling have to do with a steady balance between men and woman?” She attempted to ask the question nonchalantly, but truthfully what had been first implied before Will explained about the gambling bothered her more than she cared to admit. Possessiveness she didn’t deserve over the only person who had been kind to her since join the resistance. “You never know, the machines might go rouge without Sybil.” Especially since the last command seemed to be kill all humans.

“That’s strangely easy to picture.” Amelia said with a small smile. Whole thing certainly sounded like something Adrian would do. She could imagine herself quickly becoming the target Will was talking about if she were to ever enter in such games yet she found herself strangely jealous. She was certainly an outcast to the resistance and when she had worked for Sybil she’d always been put on such a pedestal that she’d never really had an opportunity to casually interact with people.

Upon arriving at the power plant Amelia left Will to his own devices while she worked with the machine savvy members of the Resistance to get things back online. In the end it would take them four days to get the power back on. Four long days that usually ended up with someone forcing her to stop for the night and three even longer nights full of bad images and regrets. Of course she wasn’t the only one, or even the worst off in that department. It had been a bloody and violent battle, though Amelia felt deeply responsible for the two deaths she had witnessed. As for her arm, there wasn’t really anything they could do about it. It needed surgery and to do surgery they needed power at least and probably running water, so she mostly survived on pain killers. It made certain tasks difficult though and left her mostly telling others what to do in order to get around Sybil’s kill switch. Finally mid-afternoon on the fourth day she called Will. “I think we’re ready to turn it on. Either it’ll work or something will blow up.”