<div class="floatright">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y156/jillvader/mw-nmfkmpkarimonero_zps55a1bf27.jpg)</div>”My favourite?” Kari considered a moment. “It’s a hard call. I love them all. They’re like my children.” She laughed at that before continuing, stretching out one arm towards the Lieutenant.  Her other hand traced up the arm, stopping at a single image in among the riot of colour. “So see this little ol’ butterfly here?” She asked with an exaggerated drawl. “That’s probably the closest there is to being the favored child. That was my first, you see. And without it, the rest probably wouldn’t have happened.”<br/><br/>She smiled back at Emily. “So there you go. Clearly Tats were a better idea for me then you,” She finished with a smile before taking another swig of her drink.<br/><br/>Deep down, she could feel a growing confidence, one that had been sorely lacking since the near-destruction of the unit. Emily might only be staying on for as long as it took to rebuild, but Kari knew she was the right choice regardless.<em>Thanks so much,</em>she mentally noted.<em>You’ve done more for the unit – and for me – then I could have hoped for</em><br/>