- "Ida," replied the girl, shaking her hand in return. "We can probably try. Although I don't know how long I'll be here, and I doubt I'll be able to walk around freely since I'm kind of on training duty here."
"When was the last time I thought about making friends? Something happened that resulted in two good fighters dying," Ida reminded herself. The image of a beautiful woman flashed through her mind again, but who cares about suddenly appearing thoughts?
- "And what do you do here?"

