[She turns. The "Ms." was taking the place the title "Chief" would officially have, but Luceti is too lax on military rules to let it bother her by now.]
Donatello.
[Something of an awkward nod. It feels even stranger to meet a xenotype like this. Unarmored, and in peace.]
... Sorry for not warning beforehand.
[It's quite different the armored being Donatello saw collecting weapons and preparing for war, from the tall girl that looked at the flowers.]
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Donatello.
[Something of an awkward nod. It feels even stranger to meet a xenotype like this. Unarmored, and in peace.]
... Sorry for not warning beforehand.
[It's quite different the armored being Donatello saw collecting weapons and preparing for war, from the tall girl that looked at the flowers.]