Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-28358106-20160825025803

A moment of confusion passes Deidre's face, as if she were trying to remember something. She doesn't struggle, but Armata can feel her attention wandering as she speaks.

"Lord De'Sange is right, Hound.  He wants us to band together.  We need to work together if we want to...want to succeed.  And he's...respectful.  He didn't pick me up by my face and treat me like a child." Her voice grows angry again.