Naser smiled, her expression melancholy. She felt... alone. That might be the word she was looking for. Not many would understand what she sees. Why she sees it. or even think that she was sane for seeing it. Not Torin... not even her sisters maybe.<br/><br/>"It's hard to explain. Even harder to understand because I certainly don't myself. But there are things that make me think that maybe I am here to serve a purpose that I am not aware of yet. That is all." She took a final sip of her recaff.<br/><br/>"You're answers are your own, Torin. No need for them to be satisfactory. The fact that you answered honestly is the best I can ever hope for."<br/><br/>She took a look around at the emptying mess hall.<br/><br/>"Maybe we could head to the bridge again... that would be something to see."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>