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[color=cadetblue]"You've outdone yourself, Highwind."[/color] Rebekah commented, giving a single, soft appreciative clap at the Son of War's theatrics. She didn't hasten to serve up her own plate, letting Rhea be the one to move first, but she promptly prepared her own second. Jonas did a masterful job on the rare occasions he chose to cook, a skill she had yet to attain. Perhaps she would have to learn, if not from him than from someone. [color=cadetblue]"Well enough, even, to overlook Relo's gross negligence in failing to unpack a coffee machine. If he weren't having a bad enough morning already I would berate him for it."

"Speaking of, I'm glad you're all, at least, in alright spirits. I believe Dana intends to firebomb the staff."[/color] She flashed the Japanese girl a quick grin around a bite of bacon. [color=cadetblue]"The van can move evidence. Maybe again, depending on what Marcella borrowed it for last year."[/color]

She nodded at Rhea with a faint smile, and nudged Dana's side lightly.

[color=cadetblue]"I'm too lazy to show off very often. Dana says so, anyway. But I would be happy to spar, when you have time. No good to only get used to fighting Highwind."[/color]