Lion Head Mesa save the last dance [wp]

She offered a soft smile and nodded at the mention of there being new ties. She understood that quite well. She understood him quite well, because he was cut from the same cloth as her, both walking two different paths, eerily similar to what they had seen in the other. She considered him a friend, and someone who could understand her experiences for what they were, rather than being clouded by the ideologies that lingered outside of military life.
 
“It sounds lonely.” She admitted with a frown on her features, listening as he explained how it had caused him to be adrift. “And it can be dangerous… to follow mindlessly… with that kind of power, men like the imperator can become quite corrupt in my experience.” Germanicus was far from, even with the disagreements she had with him, but she trusted him to act ethically in his position, give orders that were moral… the same could not be said for others. “It is good for soldiers to have more thoughts, to know they are individually unique… it acts as a balance for those in higher ranks.”
 
“I understand the sentiment… my own wedding was small, and nothing quite of this affair.” Granted, in many ways, her own wedding had been a conversation between her and Kallik. No vows had been exchanged other than a promise to hold each other for the rest of their lives, and there had been no celebration of the matter outside of her and Kallik’s own festivities… and she had vastly preferred it that way.