"Consider it a welcome gift," Susan said. She liked the kid, even if he was a bit ... alien. Foreigner. Off. Odd. But he walked back to the gym front looking ... like a whole new person.
She couldn't help but narrow her eyes and give him a careful lookover. No, he didn't appear to have gone in and just hidden his wounds. He looked a lot better.
"All right," she conceded. "My apartment's back this way."