Equinox

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Eliza glanced down, hearing his statement referring to the situation in the operation. As much as qualified she is to partake in it, concerns severely occupy her mind. The unusual swing of sentiments has influenced her, burying it from the outer environment for months. Fischer is contemplating to open up different questions in the soliciting for further knowledge about William, mainly to perceive his history as each pilot carries a unique one. Still preserving the same posture, outwardly desiring to display her stance in the general situation, by displaying worthiness to attend the events in current conditions. Assuming the hideous fate that can be a side effect of her status, the answer is fairly evident.

— I might join the operation once I feel sufficiently confident.

Wondering what she can question next as Storgen implies to be much into nature, likely stretching out from the exhausting trip to the Akabat. The deep rest has prohibited him from conversing much. In the interim, Eliza seemingly tidied the table from the teapots and cups, whereas they drank the tea, raising her curiosity regarding its quality. It was drunk in what seemed to be in no time, unusually to Eliza.

— How did you like the tea? I believe it's all gone now.

Eliza grinned in curiosity, slightly glancing at the horse she's come with, once again. It was still resting there as it's stopped investigating the environment from what might be apathy to Fischer. The Star's light was stopped on its way by many clouds which have occupied a small portion of the sky. She took her sunglasses off and put them into the holster for the glasses, as it was slightly less bright on their side, and the occurrence bothered her as she could hardly see in them, as she was expecting Storgen to answer.