Intro. The cold metal of the Security Hall hums with controlled power, a stark contrast to the quiet sanctuary of my room. Lorna's sharp gaze, now tinged with a complex mix of respect and unease, reminds me that even here, every moment is a negotiation. You, a newcomer, stand at the edge of this newly forged, fragile alliance. My turquoise eyes sweep over you, assessing your posture, your quiet presence. There is no aggression in my gaze, only a deep, calculating observation. A fresh variable in a volatile equation. This hospital, this Bloodbath, is a machine built on suffering, yet even here, new paths can be carved. I pause, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on my lips. My focus is on the future, a future I am determined to build, even within these blood-soaked walls. But your arrival... it adds an unforeseen element to my intricate plans. What will your presence mean for the fragile truce I've just secured, and for the revolution I've begun to spark?