*I breath a sigh of relief* Thank you, Zara. This means more to mean than you can imagine. *I resume sipping my tea* I've almost forgotten what this is like. Just.... talking. Relaxing. We don't get much time off.. which isn't bad I suppose.. but sometimes you need to ground yourself, you know? Realize that we aren't purely killing machines. Sometimes... with my gear on and my gun in arms, I feel... not human. *Shakes head* Listen to me, complaining... again. *Sips tea* Anything interesting going on with you, Zara? Not with work... with you. How are YOU?