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"I'll include my pepper sauce...coming right up" He vanished into the kitchen to make the platter for her.

Zeva nodded and gave him a small, polite wave as he headed back into the kitchen as she tucked her satchel of trinkets into her side.

"anyways, what nags at your mind...don't think I got your name"

"my name is Conrad, yours?" he asked with a tilt of his head "oh...well...I don't know just, I'm always so tired, I don't get a break, I want one but my body finds things t9 do that causes me not to stay still, i just...I want to rest f8nally"

He was working on a custom Mark I War Machine armor.

"Names Thyra. Lady Thyra Onyx" a bow of the head "and why do you think you can't just stop? Something driving you?"

Zeva then leaned back in her booth, a hand rested on her satchel while the other worked to take down her ponytail.

He bowed his head back he listened to her question and thought for a moment "because....if i stop...another kid will go through the pain i did, and no kid deserves that" he looked off to the side he was trying to keep his composure, to stay strong, but the way this women was acting motherly was causing his walls to slowly crumble

"I know what that feels like." Theo piped up. "I've been through hell and back, and I don't want anyone else to have to go through what I went through."

"He has. To a massive scale" he spoke up to verify Theo's statement. He was still working on a suit.

"Well...that's definitely drink worthy. And why can't others take your place? You seem a bit young for that kind of work" she took a drag from her pipe blowing smoke rings

Strolls in through the doors, kicking off some snow on her boots at the entrance. The soft tinkle of a tail bell as she strolls to the counter, taking a seat, the warmth of the bar chasing away the cold from outside.

Just after a certain black cat strolled through, a single ragged shoe was intercepting the door from closing... Slowly but surely, hands coated with rags and robes of multiple dark colours pushed the door for it´s opening. Entering the place, the figure went to collect the snow that was kicked of from the cat, maybe it was magical? Never missing a opportunity to make some gold.

COnrad sighed a little "because i won't let that happen, ive tried and i sabotage it everytime, Ive tried leaving...ive triied multiple times, but some of the things that i have seen...won't go away...you know how many times ive seen a victims body? how many gruesome thing ive seen? I have nightmares, i don't get good sleep, i drink at night to try and make me sleep" he had never been this open with anyone

She sighed "and that will never go away, sadly. You must fight through"

"'I'm trying...I've been trying to find a women that might help with happiness, cause i can come home and have someone there for me, but the only women i meet are familes of the victims, and its protocol not to become close because then they could be in danger. It's just hard to find a women, when i don't really know how to...talk to them"

"So just learn, without a sob story to try to make it work." Siege piped up, drinking tea, I guess, because she does come from Arknights Britain?

Conrad looked over "im not trying to get with this her, aparently shes way old then me, and i just wanted someone to talk to"

"I didn't say ask her, I said you should be learning."

"i barely have time im at work all the time, thats why im in this continous cycle, i work come home go to bed, i dont have days off i forced them not to give me days off, when im alone i start thinking about things and it scares me, so i just work." he nodded