<span style="color: #5900b3">"I... I guess you're right. I just don't feel confident in myself as anything but a solider, and I'm not a solider anymore so I don't know how to adjust. And it's scary."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">"Well why don't we make a plan some time to go to one of those fancy restaurants? We can get me a nice dress to wear just for you, I can do my hair nice and fancy too. Maybe I would even consider getting it cut.” </span>She looked over the menu and sounded out most of the simpler words.<span style="color: #a64dff">“Mmm, I don’t want any meat tonight. But I want a filling meal.”</span><br/><br/>Animus stared at Order as she listened and while it wasn’t immediately obvious, the avatar seemed to be drunk.<span style="color: #ff0000"> “I didn’t need proof. You vouched for him and I respect your judgements. I’ll have him under my employment soon.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>