Emily widened her eyes as he pretty much snapped, thinking about it she had been acting rather ungrateful but right now she didn't want to live very much. She was beating herself up about the defeat that her troops had. She had never had someone treat her in the way Stormy did, everyone else respected her and treated her like a leader. She snapped out of her funk slightly to frown at his words, she felt bad about how she had treated him but her mood had gotten the best of her. Even though she wished she was dead, she was alive and she should be glad to be alive. She had to give him props for having the guts to speak to her like that. She sighed deeply, trying to move her legs to get up from the bed. Even though she knew it would make her butt show to stand up, she wanted to show him she was vulnerable in his eyes. She slung her feet from the bed, and jumped out pinching the back of the gown hoping he didn't have a good look. She did have a very nice butt though.<br/>"I didn't know how much you went through to save my life. I'm sorry, please forgive my rude behavior but...I guess I sort of wish I was with my troops instead of alive right now. That mistake I made shamed me. I had never made such a error that caused so many lives to be wasted. I should of saw that they would beat my troops. How could I have been so stupid?"<br/>She started to cry, which to anyone who knew her would think was strange. She never did that in front of people, especially those she didn't know well. His attitude towards her had poked a weak spot in her tough exterior. She was really really depressed about what had happened, and probably it would take some sort of genius statement to make her feel better. Which he was, though he didn't seem to be a genius in dealing with emotions. Didn't he realize what he said would upset her? Though maybe that is what he was going for.<br/>She hiccuped a little bit.<br/>"Ah so your native American, that explains the odd name. I guess the comment I made about it was kind of out of line. I am not normally like this, I assure you. You wouldn't of known me to be as the great leader as I am if I made those kind of comments to the people I work with. Please try to calm down, I am just not myself at the moment."<br/>Emily looked over him, and tilted her head in wonder. He thought so greatly of her skills as a general that he thought they would lose without her? She gulped as what she had said about quitting had sunk into her. She had made one mistake, one very fatal mistake but anyone could of made it. She felt foolish for getting so bent out of shape about it.<br/>"You really think I am that good that we would lose if I wasn't a general anymore? How much do you know about me?  You read my bio, I guess you must know quite a bit about me. The way I am acting must have disappointed you greatly."<br/>She widened her eyes when he said that her father was his mentor, she hadn't known that. It made her feel even worse that she was treating him this way. She loved and respected her father for bringing up an orphan on his own.<br/>"You know my father? Can you please forgive me for the way I have treated you? Can we start anew? Knowing you are close to my father changes everything. Looking at that do hickey I should of realized that it was done with the help of my father. I can see his style in the design. I'm surprised he hasn't mentioned you before, but since I became a general we don't talk as often. He must see the maturity and genius in you or he wouldn't of taken you in. I'm sorry that I had judged you because of your age"<br/>She lowered her head as she teetered on her feet, letting her hand that was gripping the gown drop for a moment. She gasped and gripped onto it tightly before anything was shown. She felt so embarrassed, she was acting like a monster just because her mood was so bad. Hopefully he would forgive her. But...if she was in his shoes, she wouldn't unless she did a whole lot more.<br/>"I must...thank you for what you have done for me. I don't hate you at all! I hate myself more than I hate anyone else."<br/>She bows, without checking the database. Getting a better look at the scanner he had used, now she believed that he had invented that. It was too much like her father's inventions to be fake, and too unlike her father's inventions for her to think he had stolen it.