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Well, in that case, you should've told me! I would've visited you sooner and annoyed you some more. [She isn't even hiding her blatantly physical affection for the Captain that spearheaded their recent operations. In fact, she seems intent on pushing it a little further, not helped by how she's wearing her own personal maid outfit on top of all this. It's barely visible against the reflection, but Sofia can certainly see the headdress.

Ulrich, for her part, huffs.]

Maybe don't annoy her now of all times. She's having a meal.

I'm sure she can have her meal while I'm busy keeping her entertained~ Right, Sofia?

[The blueprint-born battleship cradles her head.] Swear to the damn dogs this counts as mollycoddling...