As Will stood there, hand on the doorknob, staring at his mother just a few feet away, he didn't know what to feel. Part of him was glad to see his mother, definitely missing his parents a little since he had left for elite life, but the other part wanted nothing more than to run for the hills. Being his mother, Sarah always had an uncanny ability to read what Will was thinking, something that made her a great parent in Will's eyes, but as of that moment, it was nothing more than a skill that Will wished she never possessed.
"Hi Mom." Will greeted, putting on the most genuine smile he could muster. "What are you doing here?" He asked, knowing immediately what a stupid question it was.
"I work here remember? I should be the one asking you that question." Sarah said, raising an eyebrow at her son.
"Right, um...I'm here for training purposes." Will said, walking over to his mother.
"Ah my elite son, doing what he needs to do." She smiled, doing the usual motherly inspection of her kid. "Look at you, looking so sharp in you're new clothes." She cooed, clasping her hands on Will's shoulder as she gave him a once over.
"Mom, stop it." Will laughed. "How's everything back home? How's Dad."
"Everything is just fine. The house is a little quiet since you left but nothing we can't handle. What about you, everything going well with this whole elite thing?"
"Yeah I guess you could say that." Will replied, leaving out all the ups and downs that he had experienced since moving into Helios Grove, all of which had to do with the elite currently standing in the other room.
"That's good to hear." She said, wrapping her arms around Will as she hugged him tight. "I've missed you."
"Me too Mom." Will smiled, returning the warm embrace of his mother.
"Okay so I'll just head down to the systems mainframe and get this done. If you'll go input the codes into the hospital records, everything should be up and running by today." Thanes voice filled the hallway as he exited the room, Tracey quick at his heels.
"Yeah no problem. Can't wait to get this over with." Tracey beamed in her overly excited tone.
Will turned as he was coming out of his embrace, just in time to see Thane looking in his direction.
"Oh just who I wanted to see. Sarah, can you get me the files labeled HS-121 on my desk and bring it to the records room. Thanks." Tracey said, turning even before waiting for a reply and strode down the hall.
"Sure." Sarah replied, a little too late as Tracey disappeared around the corner.
"Does she always talk to you like that?" Will asked his mother, his brows furrowed.
"Nah, she actually a pretty nice girl. Just a little aloof sometimes. Don't worry about it."
"You sure? Because..." Will started but was cut off.
"Will, it's fine. I can take care of myself." She smiled. Her eyes moved a little, looking past Will just behind him. Will turned, seeing Thane standing there, a smile plastered on his face.
"Oh right, um Mom this is Thane, son of the elite mentoring me. Thane, this is my mother." He introduced.
"Nice to finally meet you Mrs. Harrison." Thane said, stretching out his hand, to which Sarah returned the handshake.
"Nice to meet you, but I've got to say, I've never heard an elite call me Mrs. Harrison before." She said. As a natal working in a hospital that was frequented by many elites, she had always been addressed by her first name. On the other hand, natals were required to address elites by their last name preceded by an honorific. Just another example of the difference in social classes on Lunaris.
"Well, manners maketh man." Thane said, making Sarah give Thane an approving nod.
"Well then how should I address you then."
"Thane will be just fine ma'am."
"Thane here doesn't believe in the distinction between social classes." Will explained to his mother.
"Well it's not everyday I get surprised by an elite, so congratulations Thane." She said, smiling warmly to Thane. "But I should get those files for Ms. Beckard, do excuse me gents."
"Sure Mom, I'll talk to you later." Will shouted to his retreating mother.
"I like her. Reminds me of you." Thane said.
"Oh you have no idea. She's more opinionated than I am." Will said, turning as Thane directed him down the hallways. "Anyway, I'm relieved she didn't start giving me the shifty eyes that Tracey had been giving us all day."
"You noticed that too huh."
"How could anyone not. The girl isn't very good in the art of subtlety." Will quipped, to which Thane let out a laugh. "Can't say that I'm not a little worried though."
"A little? You practically left the room before you had a panic attack about it." Thane smirked.
"Yeah yeah, I'm not as good as you in keeping my emotions in check, Mr. psychology." Will rolled his eyes. "And don't act like you're not a little bit worried about Tracey."
"Okay fine, I am a little on edge about the whole thing too, but what can we do besides pray that she can keep her mouth shut. That is asking a lot when it comes to Tracey, need I remind you." Thane replied, and for the first time that day, Will could really tell that Thane was indeed genuinely worried too, although he was a lot better at hiding it.
Will shrugged his shoulders, dismissing the subject as the pair made their way through the hallways of the hospital on their route to server room. "You know, all this talk about this project and I don't even really know what's it about?" Will said as he entered the room, which was cramped with computer hardware from the floor to the ceiling. Column after column of electronics, with little wiring leading from one module to the next, lined the huge room. Little blinking lights shined through the dimly lit room and the humming sound of small fans in the servers filled the space.
"The hospital is putting in place a new droid system which complements the human element of the hospital. These droids would have excess to the vitals of the all the patients as well as serve as an assistant to the nurses here. In doing so, we hope to achieve a much shorter ward time and increase patient satisfaction." Thane recited from memory, the lights in the room brightening with the entry of two new occupants.
"Wait but aren't the nurses already able to do that?" Will asked, recalling that all nurses of duty carried a tablet with all their respective patients vitals.
"Yes, but a human can only focus on so many things at a time. The droid however, is programmed to not only alert when a patient has any critical vitals but also even predict it. That's where Tracey comes in."
"You need to elaborate a little more for me."
"You see, her father created the vital monitoring software in our BICs, and by extension, helped with the development of the hospital's healthcare network. She, being his daughter of course, is able to have excess to the vitals of every single Lunarision, unlike the nurses who only have excess to the patients currently warded. Basically she is one of the few people who are authorized to program anything into this system, hence why she's here. Doesn't hurt that she's a doctor too."
"It's hard to imagine someone like Tracey having such a huge responsibility. From the way she acts, you'd think that the only thing she is responsible for is her hair." Will said, making Thane chuckle as he sat down at a desk in the far right of the room, the interface immediately coming up in front of him.
"As for me, I'm here to program the droids to function in the way they're intended to. You know, fine tuning their AI and stuff. Basically I handle the electronic and programming stuff while Tracey handles the medical stuff." Thane said as his fingers worked like lightning over the touchscreen interface, opening lines of code and tweaking them before switching over to another.
"You know, I know elites are like super geniuses and stuff but seriously, how am I supposed to be like you guys." Will sighed in frustration. Sure he had been learning more and more each day about the runnings of Lunaris, and he hadn't even settled on a specialization yet, but he felt like this was just too much for him. He wasn't genetically gifted and he didn't have the years of training that elites had. Sometimes it felt like the task was just too much for someone like him.
In the whole time he had known Thane, or Varek, or any other elite for that matter, he had never seen any of them work in an environment like this. It was always more of general stuff and elite etiquette and all that. Seeing Thane, even Tracey, with their minds on the project and the scary efficiency that they carried out their tasks, Will wondered if he could ever hope to reach that same level.
"Is something on your mind?" Thane said as he continued his work on the server, his eyes never leaving the screen.
"I'm just wondering if I made the right decision, becoming elite." Will said and immediately, Thane stopped and looked to him.