Lance looks at her and wondered what could be bothering her. Shrugging it off both mentally and not mentally. She was strange and unknown to him. More so in the fact she was a woman than in who she was truly. He wasn't flirting or if he was he didn't know or realize he was doing so. He looks at her and smiled grimly. Then blinked. "You aren't? The men with you are either blind or stupid. I will go with blind as if they work for the military I will hope they aren't stupid." He says seriously.<br/><br/>Looking at her and shrugs a bit. "Yeah...whatever. I am used to doing it. So it doesn't bother me. Since you are friend and guest I am trying to make sure you are at ease. Are comfortable being here and all that kind of stuff." He says simply. Looking at her and stands up. Dropping the fork onto the plate. Walking over to the nearby virtual screen. Moving things around until he got to the invention image he was making. "Inhance and digitalize the ABNBN." he commands the screen. It looked like a time capsule that was flat and was shaped like a gear. "This is the ABNBN...when fully functional it will be able to nuetralize and destroy all nukes and atom bombs all around the world. Of course the goal is to keep them from being invented. However, I have already informed the entire world that once this item is fully functional it will be put into use. To avoid the war that will end all wars and the world itself. I have 100% backup from all countries. The United States however only did so grudgingly."<br/><br/>He taps the invisible screen and the image shrunk back to a 2D image. He sits back down and eats his food. Looking at her and sighs. Eating his food and nodded his head. "Yes...yes it is. For more reasons than one." He says. Not going into detail or explaining such a statement. He looks at her. Nodding his head. "Yeah. As High General you alone should know that the war weapon omega is not a very good option. Plus...I am the only one who could invent it without it back firing on the maker." He says. "That isn't arrogance even your father told me such a thing. I don't care. I am not making it." He says simply.<br/><br/>He looks at her. "I get flack for not being a white man. I am really not frightened by what the President does or does not like." He says bluntly. Looking at her and rolls his eyes. "They will have to take it in stride. I can render anything they do null and void. The president is a harraseser and an asshole. I have little to no respect for that bastard. That isn't going to change anytime soon." He says seriously. Stabbing the food so hard that the fork clinks off the plate. "Can we talk about something else?" he asks simply.<br/><br/>Looking at the wall. "I don't wish to talk about that subject. Emily...what are things you like? Anything in particular? Plus...do you celebrate the illogical yet fundamental holidays such as Christmas?" He asks. Trying to completly change subjects again. Plus he really wanted to know.