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"which has been my routine for the past who even knows how long the years have blended together after so long"

"I usually play my instruments and dance the night away"

"i spend hours deep within enemy lines cutting their communication dismantling their operations and killing their soldiers"

"Well now that you're doing that, at least right now, how about you dance?"

"i uhh have no idea how and would prefer to read my books"

"You wouldn't want to learn? Just a little?"

"honestly not entirely do i wish to learn"

"Alright that's fair not everyone is into dancing."

"you and octavia would get along quite well"

“Oh? Did I hear that someone wants to dance?” She takes a sip of her tea. “Appropriate contact is indeed essential. Shall we dance?”

"Who is this Octavia? And Yes Milady I would gladly dance with you."

"the better question is who was octavia she...she is dead please just dance enjoy yourself leave me to my misery"

he clenches his fist and tries to shake off old memories

"I'm so sorry I didn't know. . . I apologize and I'm sorry for your loss."

The smol shipgirl pokes her head up from underneath a blanket, still wearing the helmet she had decorated. "Good morning evwyone."

"a pleasant morning to you as well small one"

"Good morning little one."

“Guten Morgan.”, she said, not saying much more else than that.

She smiles and then gathers up her things. "Well, I've got to run this letter down to..." She checks the form she had been given. "...hmm, the courthouse. That will show that I'm confirming my position for jury duty. I'm so excited!" She wanders off happily.

"good luck small one may it not be that confusing for you hopefully the law can be confusing to interpret if your not well versed in law"

“Even so—laws are rules, and rules are broken—such is life.”