Oreste smiled and he continue to enjoy his drink "Stealing you from Med Force? Hmm maybe, but maybe not. What I wish and what you want to do is something totally different. I am a servant of our Republic, I go where I am needed to save or terminate lives if they threaten us. But you, you are free. You do not have hanged on your head the axe of death."
He stopped and looked at her "Yes, daydreaming. All Crayterians does that. We dream about a future where we do not have to fight such intense battles and where our civilization can flourish. Arts and science to take precedents, not to worry about planetary security or that one day we may be under an invader boot. You just turned into one of us." Oreste said taking a breath and straighten up "But the Republic would welcome the Med Force if they wish to be based out on Yuma... And I would be more then happy to have you as my colleague. As for the transponder, we shall see what we can do.... "