[center][h1][color=f26522]Milo Ventri[/color][/h1][/center]

	Milo felt the squeeze on his hand, she was clearly having a time trying to express difficult thoughts. Milo cupped his other hand over hers reassuringly, strength was not something that one could wield alone, just as one swordsman never won a war, no one can conquer their demons alone. Milo could relate to this girl as well, perhaps the scenario was a bit different but, after his accident, Milo had withdrawn from society and tried to deal with his instability by creating a bubble that he couldn't escape from. The two bubbles were created from different material but they did the same thing.

[color=f26522]"Importance is something that you make for yourself, the impact in another persons eye, importance and infamy, you can craft them in a single word or a grand display. You crafted your importance in a single conversation where your knowledge was key. More so you further it by your willingness to persevere in this uncomfortable scenario."[/color]

	Milo and his views of honor could get complicated but he felt that what he was saying made sense, she had made friends and shown them that she was a good person, at the end of the day, that is all that matters. 

[color=f26522]"Taking all of the difficulty that surrounds us and making it through to see our friends again, that is what makes us strong and honorable, like a knight, huh."[/color]

	The last bit directed to Vika as a jab at her comment about him being like a knight that saved the day. He spoke a great game about honor, but even as he said it he knew that the honor he had here was barely tentative at best, he had no real honor anymore, and it would be some time and a great deal of effort to rebuild from all that he did in Delta, all the pain he caused to those he loved. Milo couldn't help but let his mind wander to the days when he and Ana had spent entire afternoons doing nothing but being around each other, and how he hoped that he could find that again.

[@Lemons][@PrinceAlexus]