She stared at him a moment, as though contemplating whether she believes a word he's saying. After a few seconds, she lets out a heavy breath, shaking her head. Not exactly the time she'd have picked a team from, to say the least.
"All right. Different times. Don't get how that works, exactly, but this is all pretty well off the deep end, anyway. Year's 2202, for me."
She looks back to the panel as she continues in the same stern tone.
"My civilian studies were in history and political science, so I've got some idea how strange this must be for you, Mr. Doret. You have difficulty adapting, you let me know, and I'll see if I can help."
Despite the nature of the offer, she doesn't smile or look exactly sympathetic or make any other sort of obviously comforting gesture.
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She stared at him a moment, as though contemplating whether she believes a word he's saying. After a few seconds, she lets out a heavy breath, shaking her head. Not exactly the time she'd have picked a team from, to say the least.
"All right. Different times. Don't get how that works, exactly, but this is all pretty well off the deep end, anyway. Year's 2202, for me."
She looks back to the panel as she continues in the same stern tone.
"My civilian studies were in history and political science, so I've got some idea how strange this must be for you, Mr. Doret. You have difficulty adapting, you let me know, and I'll see if I can help."
Despite the nature of the offer, she doesn't smile or look exactly sympathetic or make any other sort of obviously comforting gesture.