"Long enough to see that you and who ever was on the other end were having quite the argument." Raijin said, staying quiet for a bit as he formulated his response a bit more. "Look Cynth, If you don't want to talk about what ever going on IRL, then I won't pry, just know that everyone is here for you if you need a shoulder to cry on, a person to listen to your worries, someone for you to just vent your emotions at, we'll be their for you. So don't get all soft and embarrassed on me now, O fearless leader and drill sergent." Raijin's then started marching aroun in a much exaggerated army march, speaking in a barking tone way above the necessary volume.

"The troops need hard, stict discipline to whip them into shape, and someone they can count on to lead in to them battle! And in my humble opinion, I believe you to be the best canidate for the position."  He came to a stop in front of Cynthia, his arm above his head in salute. "So, do you accept your position, Madame Drill Sergent Cynthia, ma'am."