Scar followed his nurse back to M2 once again and settled at his desk to eat. Tonight, his objective was simple. He needed to find Frank, to make sure that he would be okay. He had been told specifically that he wasn't wanted, but he'd be damned if he left someone who called him a friend to face transformation by himself. Scar didn't want to imagine that beast set loose on the crowded hallways.

He ignored the intercom as he always did. During the 'day' the asshole behind it never said anything of use.

Scar did glance sideways at it, though, when he mentioned 'extra help in warding off whatever bug some of us have been catching.' Whatever it was, it had nothing to do with him. But he did have allies who weren't sick. This could either be very good or very bad...

The Ishbalan started on his dinner, expecting the thin, quiet man to show up soon, as he always did.