With a serious expression on her face, “If I met a viper jock who bragged about being average, I’d shoot him or her on the spot. Trust me. We weed out the bad ones.” She walked over to the coffee bar, and poured herself a cup. She needed the caffeine more than an ice cream bar.
Jilleen turned to Mila. “He’s very common. You did well to dump Achilles. You could do much better, maybe a sexy Tauron to play with in the meantime, that is if go planet-side during your stay,” her lips form a wry smile. “You have twelve worlds to choose from, and the space in-between like a friend once told me.” Her late friend Bridget told her that before she set off to the Academy after breaking up with her boyfriend at the time.