[He arrives on the scene, looking... well. Not intimidating when he's not wearing the armour and while he would ordinarily be on his guard, he's been in Lunatia just long enough to understand that people don't go on murderous rampages (even if they'd like to) because authorities, believe it or not, are actually watching. Caim knows he didn't make a good impression when he was brought via transport and he imagines that won't be forgotten anytime soon.
The training centre is... everything a training centre ought to be. It's the perfect place to lose himself and he immediately makes a note to return at some point later when he has the place to himself. It will give him some time to think about where he is and what he must needs to in order to move forward. And considering she... doesn't have much in the way of competition, it's not hard to deduce who she might be.
Caim looks her over. In his understanding, most of the women he's been around, save some exceptions, have been rather delicate, frail things. It's a little hard not to question why a woman would ever be a soldier. Maybe it wasn't by choice.
He gestures absentmindedly, and tries not to look too gruff. Maybe his face is just stuck that way. And then he reaches for his device, grateful that he has some way of communicating in this bizarre world.]
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The training centre is... everything a training centre ought to be. It's the perfect place to lose himself and he immediately makes a note to return at some point later when he has the place to himself. It will give him some time to think about where he is and what he must needs to in order to move forward. And considering she... doesn't have much in the way of competition, it's not hard to deduce who she might be.
Caim looks her over. In his understanding, most of the women he's been around, save some exceptions, have been rather delicate, frail things. It's a little hard not to question why a woman would ever be a soldier. Maybe it wasn't by choice.
He gestures absentmindedly, and tries not to look too gruff. Maybe his face is just stuck that way. And then he reaches for his device, grateful that he has some way of communicating in this bizarre world.]
Hello. I am Caim.