She'd taken a corner table in the mess hall, where she could keep her back to the wall and observe everyone. It was a waste of resources, she knew, keeping the avatar running, but there was something...new, refreshing, different, about taking human form, and at her age, she needed a little change. Her hand curls almost defensively around her mug
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She took a sip of her tea. "So, how was your day?"
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She took a drink of her cocoa - cold, by now, but she didn't care; it still tasted good, and the experience of drinking was new enough to be interesting on its own. "My day was pretty boring...I really don't have much of a life." The verbal dance is always interesting, too, trying to say enough to not be dodging the questions, but not tell the other woman who she really is.
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