The hostility was strong within the unnamed man. Perhaps inner turmoil, Ran thought to herself again, chuckling. She turned to the sky, taking in the notice from the Commissar. The blunt reminder from the crude man was certainly a wake up call. The skies were already brewing with what seemed to be a chilly day, snowfall would be quite possible through-out the night.
"Blunt. I like it." she said, picking a thin black hair off of her shoulder. "Well then, I'm ready when you are."
