( nene nervously glances from elsword to add, and she sort of wishes she'd just... stayed behind the desk. holding one of the dynamo drones like one might a particularly sharp yet beloved teddybear, she nods quietly. )

... It's... um. Nice to meet you... but, it's... they'll just come back. The forest is... not gentle in it's love.

( there's a very deliberate, careful choice in her words. however much she disagrees, to speak ill of her master when it's everywhere is a terrible idea, so she acts the part it wants of her. devoted and loyal and full of excuses. )