[ Her brow lifts at the change in his expression, and the corners of her lips curve upward into a smile. It seems this topic make hims feel better, at least by a margin.

She speaks encouragingly, ] So, then.... the two of you were SOLDIERS.

[ And they both successfully passed whatever it is to obtain that Mako, and what a vibrant green it is. There’s something ethereal about it, yet grounded— like the color of a mountainside during spring, lush and green and vibrant with life, or the mystical shine of an aurora... ]

They’re pretty. [ A pause. ] Your eyes, I mean. The glow of mako reminds me of the earth.