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"I would expect not." emily admitted. "But the philosophy sounds there. At least on some level."

She listened raptly, letting alois eat and tried to observe - very carefully. monsters - monsters were real, then? Interesting. Her mind drift to the talking feline she'd met during a picnic months prior, and wondered if her earlier assessment was in any form incorrect - was the poor kitten part of the war too? How many people? Was it armies?

Wren seemed silent, eyes closing momentarily as she began to click into thought.

If Wren was anything, she was her father's child, beyond doubt, and even now the barely-adult woman was contemplating what Alois was saying, mulling over information from school as she gently reminded herself to think of the less likely as well.

One side, it sounded like, was organized. Rank and filed, kept together in some fashion- against a leaderless mass of what? Her mind breifly trailed to news reports of terrorism, to warnings and words from the television and she opened her eyes, visibly sorting this newfound information out in her mind as she considered things.

"Sometimes," She said calmly. "In the case when there's no leadership it's best to talk to those you can, I'd think." She spoke softly and thoughtfully. "I'm not the best strategist, nor would I profess to be. But without knowing everything... It sounds like a conflict of ideals. All I could say is in those cases it's best to speak to those who you can. Don't discount them- but if they don't hurt you, it's best not harm them. Unnecessary enemies are far worse than neutral parties, because neutral parties could be allies. Admittedly, though - I don't have all of the information. And I don't know if I ever will, so for all I know, my advice is bunk. and like I said before, my personal opinions - my perspective is probably skewed."

She contemplated his offer next, before tilting her head.

"Is it safe?"

Although she saw no reason to fully trust, she saw no reason to distrust - and he'd been polite so far. She could only judge others on how she was treated. Anything else, she figured, was unfair.

"I don't douibt for a moment there's those who would pounce the chance to kill someone who's ideals might be different." Emily said calmly. Her mind trailed to her experiences seeing a man close to the woman she called Mother, in some way - the man was outright despicable and no amount of reasoning seemed to work. "There's those who will kill or be killed. I may disagree, but if someone won't listen and it comes to it, even a playground is a battlefield. Videogames or not."

Her own time online was often quite unique.

Emily considered Alois' offer, and his words thoughtfully.

"Perhaps. It does sound interesting." She grinned. "But whjere did you have in mind?"