Sarah shakes her head and says, "If I ever find myself deficient of good taste, maybe. Good-bye." She punctuates this by shutting the door in Regdar's face and sighs, looking at Volka, "Well...That went less well than I'd hoped."

Sarah shakes her head and says, "Nah, I don't think so. Unless you have any suggestions on how to not risk losing my commission. 'Cause that'd really suck if my commander found out I'm hanging out with werewolves and I get the boot."

Sarah blinks, then nods and replies, "Oh yeah I haven't told you guys yet, have I? Technically I'm a military officer...Emphasis on technically. That's why I'm here, they want me to finish learning how to..." She waves her hand nebulously in the air, "Do stuff. Design weapons. Lead people. Fight. That kinda thing."

Sarah looks embarrassed and coughs as she says, "It's...Kinda a whole thing. Um..." She looks down, "People are really scared of the idea that you could be living your life one day and then run off into the woods the next. That, and a bunch of cities and villages getting turned...Yeah."

Sarah nods and says, "Yeah...It's really unfortunate." She sits in awkward silence for a sec, then says, "Happier thought! What do you know about Waya?"