Re: Eliot/April
"To be survivors," April corrected. "One day we'll need to teach Eve to survive too." She heard the bell from the toy Eve was playing with. "We already are." Or at least she was. To Eve, their power was all fun and games. She floated when she was enjoying herself, she floated her toys as a game, but April knew that her powers could save her life one day and she knew she'd train her how to use them to do so, even if this group went further than she might want to do with Eve.
"Skilled, competent, intense, territorial - she was very quick to let me know that this was her position and that she is the better trained one of the two of us. Even when it was surgery, she didn't think I had anything more than steadiness of hands to offer, in spite of the fact that it's my field not hers. Granted she is very skilled, I can't deny that, nor would I. She did a great job with Travis, I will be the first to admit that, but I wish she could acknowledge that we are two doctors here."
"Oh and she has no problems with people not wanting doctors," April added. "Naturally." Or rather she'd probably be caught dead admitting it.
April slapped his arm as he went on. "Yes, you do. We both do. For as long as this group is our home and team, we'll have to act the same way we did in Indiana. We'll have to make friends."