Annie watches him flutter off to the back of the room quickly, raising an eyebrow. She adjusted a few measurements on her CASIE module on the fly before she responded; "I would love some coffee. Thank you."
Johnn was a peculiar man, but perhaps he had changed as part of his journey to become more machine than whatever he was before. She smiled, remembering how her partner had changed when she had had to become fully prosthetic, that was but a few years ago...
"Nine Hundred and eighty six years since the foundation of SLA industries at the end of the Conflict Era. Peace was brought to our worlds by Mr. Slayer and his armies." she says, a hint of venom laced in her voice. Whilst the statement was factually true, the price paid had been incomprehensible by its sheer volume as a statsitic. All those lives..
"I missed about fifty of them due to circumstances." she shrugged.