<strong>Susan Cochrane<br/>In a Bar's booth<br/>Very keyed up</strong><br/><br/>"I miss the structure.  I gave orders as well as took them, thought for myself, looked ahead, planned ahead.  Always thinking about my next move."  Susan was smiling slightly.  "But even in the chaos of a firefight, there was... broad organization.  I knew my place, my role."<br/><br/>That smile.  Susan rather liked it.  "I'm in a very fluid, much less organized environment now."  She tightened her grip on Mara's hand, just a little.<br/><br/>"I could use some time where I, well, didn't have to make decisions.  Didn't have to plan.  Didn't have to think."  An appraisaing look, perhaps self appraisal.  "I'm not sure I would like it enough to, to come back to it.  But I would like to try it."<br/><br/>A grunt from the stage drew her eye.  "That man is a slow learner."  A very level look at Mara.  "I'm a quick study."