Yuri suddenly realized the lollipop comment was a joke. Her cheeks flushed but she giggled. "I just realized that you were joking about the lollipop. I'm sorry for taking you literal. I meant no offense." She looked at him. "I have a lot on my mind and as such tend to forget what doesn't seem important. I have a lot on my plate but wouldn't give it up at all. I get to help people survive. I get to help humans stay human. That is an important part of what we believe in. Letting humans be humans." She looked down. "I probably come off boring but its not intentional. I usually have a lot on my mind because I am leading a society. It is like the human presidents. They have a sense of humor but at times forget to relate to it. I'm wanting...I'm wanting to get the humans back their world. I know the Rebels may never fit in human society but I strongly believe humans have a right to their own society again."<br/><br/>She looked up at him. "You have a great sense of humor. You come off lively and exciting. It is refreshing because I used to be like that. I used to be more lively but some days I have so much on my mind it is hard to be anything but serious." She looked off. "When I was younger...things weren't so bad. The Hell Mutants hadn't gotten this bad. They hadn't spawned more types than the Hell Scouts and the Hell Vangels. The Hell Hounds came first. Then Hell Vipers than others." She closed her eyes. "I had a family once. That was when I felt like I had a right to have humor and feel truly alive." She opened her eyes. "My brother was human. He got the recessive gene. One day we will have an antidote to cure those already turned. When that day comes...I'll make sure to give it to all the changed. That way humanity can be back to the way it should be."<br/><br/>She listened as he spoke on the Hell mutants. Giggling a bit. "We love to help the humans who will trust us be better equiped. It would be an honor to help one of valor have a stronger way to defend himself. Everyone deserves to stand a chance." She said with a smile. She looked at him with a curious tilting of her head. "I was born this way but what is it like to be human? I mean...truly human. Not just a being of planet Earth."<br/><br/>She looked ahead again. Getting lost in thought until he spoke. Calling out to one of the nurses. A tray was soon brought with awesome smelling food. That was when she wince and her hand wet to her leg. It stung like crazy. She closed her eyes to hide the pain. That bite had went to the bone in some places. She opened her eyes. "I think the time spent around you while you recover will help me...relax. I have gotten too tense because of this war. I know this and I know it makes me boring or too serious at times..." She looked off for a moment. "Still it is probably selfish to want to be who I really am when I have so many people looking to me for guidance and leadership." She looked at him. "Don't ever lose your lively nature and sense of humor. It is one of your greatest assets."<br/><br/>She looked down and closed her eyes. The pain lancing across her expression. "What kind of ammo does your gun use? I haven't seen that model of rifle in a long time. I want to make sure we get you the right bullet type." She smiled at him. "You are funny...in a good way." She was clearly trying to make him feel more at home but also was clearly being truthful. She soon went back to being serious. Masking her thoughts. "It makes you stronger Weston that you can maintain such a great sense of humor despite the hardships  of this war. I admire that about you. It might take me a bit because I focus so much on this war to protect this city and those above ground...I forget that I have a right to just be me at times. You clearly have no such problem. It is an admirable trait that you can be you and still fight a war against Hell mutants."<br/><br/>She watched the nurse sit him up and put the tray across his lap. She took a plate from them and began eating the tacos. He had tacos and some sort of sauce to put on it if he wanted. Numerous tacos that each had a different type of meat in them. She looked to him and swallowed her food. "I hope to one day earn your friendship. It might be an impossible mission but there is no harm in hoping." She smiled and then it faded as one of the nurses spoke. She nodded her head. "Okay...help him as best you can." She said finally. Whatever the conversation had been was near impossible to tell. She looked to Weston. "Do you need anything to read or writer or something while you are recovering?"