Pouch closed the door gently and Rebel eyed it carefully making sure it closed, knowing Pouch would probably disapprove of such strenuousness, then leaped off the bed and did a little jig, springing up and down, spinning in circles. I couldn't help but smile, if she was this ambitious about getting back out there, she'd make sure to keep herself safe, I hoped. "Ima be able to fight!" she whooped continuously. I heard the door creak open and looked over to see Rex, Wrecker, General Kenobi, all watching her bewildered. Rex looked at me, genuinely concerned because by now Rebel had run out of breath and couldn't yell any more, he thought she may have lost her mind being cooped up in here too long. "She can fight again." I assured him it wasn't a joke. Wrecker jerked off his helmet and flug it across the room, Rex dodged it before it crashed against the wall. Wrecker threw himself at her and hoisted her off the ground, she was stiff as a board in his tight grip, she had to have been dizzy after spinning so much. I laughed, happy they were together again and sighed, feeling relieved things would get better now. Rebel shook her head and looked at everyone in her room. "I can't wait to see y'all on the battlefield."