Snippet #1699020

Merceigh smiled a little to him and nodded. Her mind was still back home. She glanced to her watch. It had stopped ticking. Eleven AM. The precise moment she had left her military life behind her. Born a Duchess, running from such responsibilities, into the Army where she had climbed the ranks and now this. She didn't regret anything, just wished everything would have panned out a little differently, smoother.

She looked to Mark and smiled weakly. He seemed calm and content with his life but she wondered. She shook her head slightly, "I'll come with you." She told him. She knew better than to flood him with questions, things such as that could get tiresome and bothersome for most people she had ever known and she would rather not make herself a nuisance at that moment. Merceigh had been in charge of quite a few contraptions in her time but nothing like this and she believed on learning on the job. Besides, she might as well put herself to some use.