Emi Lottoya
"Hey Emi how are you?! Heh its been ages." He smiled real big at her and then got up to lock the door, "Sol says that she will be coming with us on this mission. I don't really like it, it seems to just add more risk honestly. She is better then us at fighting, but if everything goes right there won't BE any fighting. And.... Sol went on a date with the general of the north earlier. He asked her when we went to that meeting earlier and could hardly have said no. I just did not expect her to actually go."
Emi nodded and hugged him tighter, "Yes, yes it has been ages upon ages it seems."
He felt warm and comforting. She never got hugs, and it was nice to finally be conversing with someone. Then, she sat back and listened to what he had to say next intently. She nodded and looked right into his eyes as he spoke. She was a very good listener, after all. Emi agreed that it didn't really seem like Sol to go along with it. Of course, she didn't really know Sol as well as Damien might.
"Well, maybe Sol wanted to lead him in the wrong direction, or maybe she was looking for a way to... get things off her mind. Ya' know, switch it up?" Emi pondered out loud in response and continued, "Furthermore, I agree with you that her coming on the mission with us adds a risk. I don't doubt her abilities, but she wasn't trained for this like we were. Maybe we should try and talk to her about it. We can handle ourselves if worst comes to worst... Then again, things would be easier with her around if fighting did arise. It's a difficult situation. I don't want to piss anyone off, but it might be necessary to at least talk to her about it."
With that said, Emi laid back onto the comfortable bed and yawned lightly. She propped her head up a bit and looked at Damien, waiting for him to reply.