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Jack leaves through his archway after a brief jaunt in the Nexus, but he's back very soon, almost immediately, not alone and looking much less happy. Actually, he isn't looking much at all, although he glances around enough to be relieved that the Trainer family is nowhere around; he walks in staring at the floor in front of him, then steps aside and ends up mostly staring at the shoes of the tall woman who comes in right behind him. She's quite unattractive by most human standards, in a 'sallow-faced Neanderthal with an upturned snub nose and a nasty overbite' kind of way. She wears an unusually-modified conque hat and a fabulous late-Stuart-era dress.
Wincing a little at the sign, she first says, in a pretty heavy Carpathian accent, "Vhat'z that, Jack?"
He quietly answers "A welcome to the Nexus and a request that you ask a question."
The woman, giving a tight smile with uneven tooth-points nevertheless sticking out, steps forward a little more. "Yes, I'll ask qvestions. Vhat all of your opinions on freedom and discipline?" She speaks each word rather fondly.
"And it izn't strange for somevun vhat thinks freedom is important to keep pets, iz it?"
Wincing a little at the sign, she first says, in a pretty heavy Carpathian accent, "Vhat'z that, Jack?"
He quietly answers "A welcome to the Nexus and a request that you ask a question."
The woman, giving a tight smile with uneven tooth-points nevertheless sticking out, steps forward a little more. "Yes, I'll ask qvestions. Vhat all of your opinions on freedom and discipline?" She speaks each word rather fondly.
"And it izn't strange for somevun vhat thinks freedom is important to keep pets, iz it?"