Three days later, Samara decided she wasn’t as brave as she thought. She had spent the last couple of days working with Arrow. From early morning until well into the evening they had worked on perfecting the new defense system in his makeshift lab. By the time they finished each day, she was in awe of Arrow’s analytical mind and trembling with fatigue from their trials.
“Hi Samara, how are you feeling?” Arrow asked.
She smiled and shrugged. “Like I’ve been run over by a very large semi which then backed up on me a few times,” she joked.
He gave her a sympathetic look. “You have expended a lot of energy these last few days. That isn’t easy if you aren’t used to it,” he said.
She chuckled and shook her head. “Until a few months ago, your definition of energy and mine would have been vast
