The corridor leading toward the Great Hall, and the Great Hall itself, was crowded and filled with murmurs that seemed to echo all around. Overall, the mood was relatively upbeat and spirited, amongst the murmurs there was laughter and cheer, which in turn also put Udo in a good mood as well. He couldn’t help but smile a little and even make a comment here and there when he felt the need or was asked about something. This was a celebration after all, and he should keep in good spirits rather than dwell on the negative. That appeared to be what everyone else was doing at the very least.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“Good evening,”</span>a soft voice called out to him suddenly.<br/><br/>For the longest time, he took in the appearance of the man who had approaching him to make conversation. He didn’t recall ever seeing him before tonight. Or had he? He tried to search his memory and figure out if he had, but came up with nothing. This man was someone completely new to him. There was an air about him that was indescribable, but that didn’t mean it was necessarily a bad thing. It was nice to see some fresh faces amongst the crowd. It meant that their great leader’s influence was spreading, and this was very pleasing to him.<br/><br/>Udo smiled pleasantly in return. “Why yes,” he said, keeping his voice neutral yet content at the same time. “I would have to agree with you. It is quite a lovely evening.” His smile widened a little when the stranger mentioned Hitler’s speech. Ah, the Führer’s speech. Udo could not properly put into words just how much that speech had motivated him. The stranger’s words were fairly accurate, however. He truly did feel ignited in a sense and it was a wonderful feeling.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">”I wish more of us were blessed with such a talent. Court ordeals would be far more enthralling then.”</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“And I wish that more people could express their gratitude towards our Führer. I believe there is a difference between immoral and moral leaders and so far, our victorious Fuhrer showed a successful leadership.”</span>A familiar voice chimed in suddenly before Udo could reply.<br/><br/>Lieutenant Erlind Köhler.<br/><br/>Udo glanced at Erlind out of the corner of his eye, offered the same pleasant smile, and nodded, “Always a pleasure to see you as well, Lieutenant Köhler. Berlin was… is as magnificent as ever, if a bit quiet.” He thought highly of Erlind, and didn’t hesitate to show it either. It was his way of playing favorites, if only because he truly did enjoy the times they spent together crushing the Jewish plague beneath their heel. Though, lately he hasn’t gone out and snuffed out the plague. There were a few crafty and elusive ones he had to track down. When he did find them, he would thoroughly enjoy dragging them out into the street like he always did.<br/><br/>“I’m sure that silence won’t last much longer,” he continued, thinking of the Führer’s plans. “As you’ve just said, our Führer is a glorious and victorious leader. I, for one, am confident in his abilities.” A soft chuckle left him, and he glanced at his company, “Oh, but enough about me. How have you been since our last mission together? And you…” He turned his full attention to Kai, “I’ve not caught your name.”