Freya frowns. "Just like all of us here indeed, but that's rather obvious of course. A fighting force has people wanting to fight." She sighs. It appears there is no new woman before her. There's only a lost girl.
"But you don't appear to be a fighter, nor do you seem to have a background that's even vaguely similar to the majority of those around here. How come a... what is it? Libertonian? Or maybe Bretonian?" Freya wasn't sure. McLowell did sound a bit different from her Liberty Navy contacts and the only Bretonians she ever heard appeared to barely speak the same language. Then again they happened to the Mollys, so Freya's impression of Bretonian was fairly inaccurate. "Well, a non-Rheinlander anyway, how come such a person ends up here and were did you come from? And wearing such a weird costume as well." She points at the dress. "I know uniforms aren't required when you are off-duty, but I've never seen something like that dress before."
Surprisingly, Freya didn't really sound unfriendly at all, instead appearing to be actually concerned and also quite fascinated.
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