[The Chief Petty Officer is trying to learn to get used to these glomps, though she doesn't cease to see them as unspartan-like. She tries to suppress the jolt of instincts. Watching her levitate is still taking her time getting used to, though.]
It would've been rude to leave you waiting. [She nods.] May I come in, ma'am?
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It would've been rude to leave you waiting. [She nods.] May I come in, ma'am?