<div class="floatright">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/jillvader/mw-nmfkmpkarimonero_zps55a1bf27.jpg)</div>In amidst her greif and fear, Kari managed to laugh. It wasn’t much, a strange little chuckle that almost turned into a sob for a moment. “Yeah, I’m probably crazy,” She admitted, somewhere between self-depreciating and honest. “I mean, would a sane person cover this much of themselves in ink? Be honest.” That managed to bring out a genuine laugh, something that came from deep within her. “Thanks” That also added a smile to her face, something she really needed.<br/><br/>“I admit that the plan is crazy,” she agreed, her red hair plastered down to her chest and shoulders, yet still clear of her face if nothing else. “You’re right; the Lyrans won’t cover us for their screw-up. We’ve lost… we’ve lost a lot, yes. There’s very few of us alive, and our finances will be in ruins. We don’t have a single thing we can get from this fiasco, even. No salvage, nothing. But…” she took a deep breath, trembling as she did.<br/><br/>“I have to do this,” Kari continued. “I can’t just roll over and die, and I can’t let this defeat me. And…” she smiled again at Allia, even if it was losing its strength. “I’m going to need people to make this work. And knowing that you’ll be there means an awful lot to me. I…” she looked down a moment, only to realize that meant Allia’s naked body, which would ad sure-fire awkwardness to all else. “I can’t thank you enough for this. Really”<br/>