Oh, that oddly familiar-seeming man was now approaching her. Cecilia wished that she knew why she had a bit of a deja vu feeling from seeing him. Maybe she met him during her studies, or he was a citizen she rarely saw? When he spoke up to her (And flashed that slightly unnerving grin at her) she shook her head slowly.<br/><br/><strong>"Well . . . no, I don't suppose I have a tactician . . . I mean . . most everyone has enough training to handle their own roles. Or . . is that wrong?"</strong>She never did take any lessons on warfare, like her older brother. Cecilia was too busy studying religion, or caring for the animals. If this man was actually a tactician, that would help them right?