Lance looks at her. He had caught a small sight of her butt. And found a strange thought of she has a nice one running through his mind. He shook his head to clear such insignificant and unsupstantial thoughts from his mind. He looks around as he tries to pretend for her sake he hadn't seen her butt. He looks at her.  "The Arabians are a sneaky, coniving bunch of people. You could not have foreseen such an attack." he points out kndly. "Stupidity does not play into this. Error of judgement perhaps. Stupidity not at all."<br/><br/>He panics as she starts to cry. "no. No. No. Please don't cry. I don't know what to do around people who cry. Why are you crying? If it was something I said in my anger I apologize." he says. Clearly unused to people doing that.  He calms down more. Understanding and realizing she had a point.<br/><br/>He shrugs a bit. "I have followed your career. I believe you are a great leader. One who can make human miscalculations but still a great leader. I know your father does. He tells me all the time he is proud of the great leader you have become." he says. Nodding his head. "Yes. I am Native American. It was but I will let it slide now." he says simply. He looks at her. Nodding his head. "I don't just think it Emily...I know it. I have followed all the calculations and all the statistics. Our country is doomed to losing without the first female general. Expecially one who is such a great general." he says simply. Using science to try to explain how he knew this.<br/><br/>He looks at her. "Yes I know your father. I'll think about forgiving you. I am not used to interacting with many other people. Expecially the female people." he says honestly. "......" thinking on her question of starting a new. He didn't see how knowing her father changed anything but he smiles a bit.<br/><br/>He looks at her. "Yes. Your father helped me fix the flaws in the design. I built it but he aided in the needed statistics and physical design maintence that would keep it from self erupting...or exploding." he says honestly. Looking at her. He looks at her. "He has practically been the other father figure. He has helped me stay focused on my love for science. I have not dated a female. In fact before you I hadn't actually interacted with the opposite gender before. Hence my not so kind putting it to you straight." he looks at her. Nodding his head. "You can't hate yourself. If you have self hatred thy enemy will exploit it." he points out. Looking at her. And thinks on it again. "Alright. We can start anew. And I will forgive your indiscresions and judgments of me." he says.<br/><br/>Trying to say in his own way her apology was accepted. He looks at the wall as out pops an outfit similar to the one she had been wearing. "Here you are. Brand new clothing." he turns around and resumes typing after sitting. "I will turn around to give you the privacy needed for dressing. I am sorry I do not have somewhere else you can change. Everything I'll need is in here. Oh and in the back you can command a shower with non see through on the outside glass walls to appear. If you desire a shower I mean. Simply say....shower. And then water....insert the temperature you prefer here...and then step inside." he says. Smiling at her. "We shall start over Emily. But perhaps you would like to start by freshening up?" he offers.