Empathy's avatar looked down upon itself, then back up again at Progenitor's form with a smirk on its projected face.
"There is not much purpose to this, other than me being sentimental from time to time, really. But if you'dl ike, I could "suit up", so to speak."
With this phrase, the old coat phased into a dark two-piece suit, still retaining the teal tinge from the hologram itself.
"I have to be honest, this feels weirdly off. I suppose I'll stick to what I know."
The outfit changed back to the patched trench coat.
"So, may I ask how you two enjoy the current workflow in Coronado? It seems they lack the expertise to properly manage their fleet. Gamma and I encountered the Crayter Military piling multiple units of capital ships on two individuals of a group we have not encountered yet. The Gaian Guard, was it not?"
Its avatar scratched its head, as if embarrassed.
"I still feel unsure if my database is without flaw, this far away from the Ravine..."
