[ Her brows briefly furrow, before she gives in to a bit of a smile. ] Ten thousand years... we have only been going for two hundred...
[ Chall wanted nothing more than to live for her comrades who had died for this two-hundred year-old plan of Aeolia Schoenberg, and that their dreams might live through her. ] Where we come from, we have achieved this peace -- a hundred nations united under one flag. It was a dream come true.
[ At his holding her hand, she squeezes her fingers back. ] There's a lot of work to do it seems. [ She then nods towards the bed. ] Come-- make yourself comfortable.