The Portside Embassy

[TheJarl]

Fortunately Freya appears to be okay with him calling her by her first name. She sighs. She has nothing against Michael. Quite the contrary in fact, but after all this time it is difficult to act casual for him again, like she had to do way back. She can't stay angry at him either however.

"I'm sorry. I have been in medbay for such a long time. I missed so much, I got so much work to do. I am a bit stressed alright."

She moves her hands away from her data pad and buries her face in them all the stress, but also her weakened state as she's still recovering and all the mental pressure the past year brought upon her are becoming too much even for the fierce Kommandant. Come on, Freya, keep it together! The new girl might come over any moment, what will she think when she sees her, a Kommandant, like this? And what will Michael think? Stay strong, Freya, emotional breakdowns are not something a revolutionary can use. She sighs heavily.

"I... please... just... don't look and pretend this is not happening okay. I am just... I don't know."

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