Once Jack had left, breakfast continued on as normal. Hana and Lena watched the older man walk away, letting the room clear up from the tension before heading towards the counter. Each of them pulled out a stool and took their seats as they watched Mercy cook. The woman sighed a few times as she slaved over the hot oven though she didn't speak until she had finished.
"Hopefully you two are as hungry as I remember you being." Mercy spoke softly as she filled two large plates with the warm and fresh smelling pancakes, breathing deeply and putting a smile on her face as she faced the two girls to try and reassure them that she was fine. The reassurance was also for her own well being as she pulled her hair back into it's usual ponytail, the heat rolling off her neck as she fanned her face.
"Did you make any for yourself Miss Angela?" Hana pulled her plate close to her face, licking her lips as the fresh smell of the food made her mouth water. She had already grabbed her knife and fork, looking for the syrup before it appeared in front of her thanks to Mercy.
"I was more worried about you two eating up, I'll manage just fine. But thank you Hana." Mercy felt her chest warm from the sudden kindness of the girl, her eyes tracing over both Hana and Lena as they dug into the food rather eagerly. Watching them filled her with a feeling that she hadn't felt for some time, at least since the old days of Overwatch. Having the rooms full of young initiates, eating and carrying on as their chatter filled the place with life. Mercy had seen so many faces over the years, men and women from all walks of life. Some of them had been amazing in every way, some had no abilities but their heart and drive to better the world brought the organization to great heights.
Mercy admired the two young girls with a renewed brightness in her smile. Her mind raced with the knowledge that even after the original members of Overwatch were gone, these two would be able to help the world in their own ways. Mercy smiled and grabbed a fork, stealing a few bites from each plate of pancakes to the playful dismay of Lena and Hana.
"Oi! You didn't want any!" Lena grinned and pulled her plate away, leaning in close as if to protect her food like it was a valuable treasure.
"Yeah! Get your own!" Hana giggled as she pulled her plate up to her face to gobble down more of the food before any of it could be stolen.
Mercy chuckled softly as a bell rang out, the long and drawn out noise signaling the top of the hour. Looking over at the digital clock over the door, Mercy noted that it was now 11. She could feel her head growing a bit foggy, knowing that Anubis would soon be gracing her with his presence.
"All right you two, you've both seen that I am fine and I have fed you. Go on and do as you please before the big get together." Mercy shooed the girls away as she took their empty plates and turned back towards the oven to grab the dirty pan before heading for the sink.
"You sure Angie? We could help ya clean if you really want us to!" Lena popped up off her chair and zipped quickly to Mercy's side, a bit too perky for chores.
"Yes dear, I'm perfectly fine. If anything, cleaning up after you two makes me feel much more normal after everything that has happened." Mercy started the warm water, running the syrup covered plates underneath.
"Ooookay! C'mon Hana, let's go get you all spruced up! If everyone is coming by then we need to make sure you're up to snuff!" Lena ran and grabbed Hana by her hand, the young girl shooting a confused face at Mercy before being drug out the door by the eager Brit.
Mercy sighed slowly, closing her eyes and focusing on the water as it ran over her hands and the plates. She could feel the fog coming over her mind a bit more heavily, preparing for the voice in her head.
'Glad to see you've gotten used to me dear, though it would seem that our time is almost coming to a close. My other half is on it's way to where we will be meeting, so we should be on our way as well.' The voice was serious this time around, it's tone determined.
'Oh? Well unless we can get all this over in an hour, we won't be leaving until after this group meeting...' Mercy thought back, the previous brightness that she got from observing Lena and Hana filling her chest with a bit of bravery.
'Really now?' The voice was inquisitive, a slight anger hidden behind the question.
'Yes, because while I would love nothing more than to get rid of you and never see you again, I am a part of this organization. If I am not there, they would wonder as to why and quickly find that I had left. You can wait a little longer, perhaps you'll learn something from being around others.' Mercy felt her bravery strengthen as she spoke to the voice. She assumed that without her carrying him around, the AI would be lost forever. He could threaten and control her all he liked but without her he had nothing.
'...So be it then.' The voice gave in rather easily, soon fading from Mercy's head.
Mercy opened her eyes to find the water still going, the sound of it running fading back into her ears as she finished getting the last few bits of food and syrup. As she finally stopped the water she would realize that her hands weren't shaking. She felt a resurgence of confidence, spinning around and quickly making her way out of the kitchen.
Opening the door, she found Fareeha standing on the other side. Both of the woman stopped and gasped slightly from the shock of the unforeseen meeting, Mercy feeling her face grow hot as she remembered how their last meeting ended.
"Uhm, hello Fareeha... I uh, meant to come find you after I woke but had to make food and then we have this meeting apparently and..." Mercy began to babble on, not wanting there to be any form of silence between them. She was quickly shushed by the feeling of soft lips against her own. Her body froze at the feeling, not exactly knowing how to react to what was going on. The moment seemed to last forever when in reality it was a mere few seconds before Fareeha pulled away with a small smirk.
"I, uh..." Mercy began to speak to once again be quieted by a finger pressing against her lips. Her eyes stared into Fareeha's with more questions than answers at the moment. Fareeha shook her head softly before winking and walking away.
Mercy stood there stunned for a few seconds, her mind racing as she watched Fareeha walk away. Her eyes did their best to stay on the back of the woman's head, yet she found herself noticing how truly grown and filled out Fareeha had become. Mercy shook her head a bit to clear the creeping thoughts as she made her way back to her room, slipping inside and leaning against the door before letting out a held in breath.
"What... in the world..." She softly spoke to herself, unable to think about anything other than what had just happened. She smiled brightly, quickly making her way to her dresser in order to find something to change in to. She had plenty of things to wear but all of them were white and medical looking. She looked over at her battle suit, tapping her finger on her chin before walking over to it.
She pressed a few buttons on the base of the costume's resting place, a few panels of the wall shifting aside to reveal a few variations of her standard suit. She mused over the others, many of them simply color shifts. There was one that she had worn very little, the missions it had seen being those of darker intent. She grinned to herself and nodded. If they were having a party, there was no need for an angel. No no, they'd need something else entirely.