Elise just blinked. It seemed counter-intuitive to her that they were being so cordial. Hadn't she just been the source of a problem not thirty minutes ago? Where she was from new people weren't recruited for that sort of thing; they were shot.
Then she realized this wasn't where she was from.
"Are you...asking me to join with you?"
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