Razorback Ridge Something Quicker Than Heaven

She is a friendly face and Collision would grow appreciative of her will to tell him the answers to the questions that he had. his smile was a polite one and he was pleased to know that something he had said had inspires happiness to her. there were burdens to being a leader. momentary bliss was hopefully enough to level the mental playing field. 

 "Would I be welcome to come see it?" He was not going to pledge his allegiance--he was not certain someone of his kind would fit in with something that was presented as a sort of inbetween. he was driven by a specified direction. he was a warrior through and through designed to fight on behalf of those that needed him. Did she need his kind in a place like that, "I want to know the company you keep there. I'm not asking to be a part of your empire," not yet, "I aim to defend--I'd like to see if I could be an asset," If upon meeting others he felt useful--then perhaps it was serendipitous their meeting and he could rest easy knowing he was doing good. This was his only present interest--nothing more.