Sister Naser blinked. "Definitely an Astartes out of combat" she thought to herself. "Do you have a suggestion as to the location? And I would love to reciprocate with what I can tell you about me."<br/><br/>She packed up her supplies as her armor made her tower over the bodyguard. She grabbed her helmet marked with Fleur and seemed ready to change venue. "Regardless, I would love to see more of the ship."<br/><br/>Her white bobbed haircut framed her face in what could be described as naive school girl expression, full of anticipation of what the future would bring.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>