[ She laughs then, head tilting up with it, something of a nod. ] It gives me a bit of an advantage at least. I'd advise being comfortable with your taser, for what it's worth. You probably won't need to use it, but business deals tend to go a bit more honestly if everyone's aware of the violence first.

[ She looks over it again and then looks further with her power that is a sigh that drags a shudder at the end, in it's way it takes its tole. Eyes still unnaturally bright and burning. She looks, and then looks again. So many lives, spilling across screens she watches from, desperate, trying to do what they can. Weighs it gently before she looks back at him, fixes him in a level stare for all she's so very much shorter than him. There's something far too bluntly measuring of him. Clean, she realises, he's so very, very clean. Sounded like he came from a world like Eden-6, or one of the company space stations. Belatedly, she realises he reminds her of Blake. There was some imposing order to him, an exact place for everything. Maybe not quite as slimey as Blake then. ] -- But trust me, General, this isn't chaos, not yet at least. Maybe when the asteroids start falling? Even then, you'll know chaos when it really happens. So far no one's tried to wear our skin, or peel off our faces to feed it to their children. We can still have decent conversations with the people here.