<div class="floatright">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/jillvader/mw-nmfkmpkarimonero_zps55a1bf27.jpg)</div>It was hard to remember Allia as the shy, awkward one. The last year, especially the last couple of weeks, had forced them all to grow up very fast, and she’d changed more then Kari could honestly remember. Contrasting the Allia she met back then with the one she’d seen the last few days was amazing. “I understand, and I won’t force you into the first contact role. Though I’d definitely appreciate your help with what we get.”<br/><br/>She smiled at Allia, placing a supportive hand on the lieutenant’s. “That being said, if you do find somebody that you think would be useful to the unit, don’t hesitate to send them our way. You never know what you might find”<br/><br/>She nodded to Damien as he entered, her tone a lot more composed and professional then Allia’s rather unexpected and excited outburst.<em>Wonder what that’s about,</em>she considered, but chose not to voice her thoughts.<em>Right now, anything that makes one of us happy is good.</em>Instead, she let him take his seat with the pair of them. “We were just discussing options for the unit’s new composition, and I would welcome whatever ideas you had as well”<br/>