Sev looked back to Fumika, thrown slightly from the sudden movement. It took her a short while to respond.
"Well...Saving is a matter of opinion. I didn't want anything. Still don't..."
She stared at the porthole, seeming to think.
"My only purpose is, still, to follow my orders or die trying."
Grimacing, she leans back in the seat.
"I only hope that changes soon."
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
