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Audrey laughed at how sure he seemed about being dead if she was a…what was it, Hun? “Well I can tell ya, I’m not a Hun. Especially since I don’t really know what that is.” She admitted, wishing once again that she’d not forgone basic history to spend more time in the garage. It’d probably have been helpful in Atlantis and even more helpful now.

She grinned at him, unable to keep from doing so when he grinned at her, it was a contagious sort of smile. Even if he’d seemed a bit awkward at first, Audrey could tell he had a good heart. “You’re a good guy, Ping, I hope you don’t get hurt out there.” She said sincerely, wishing that there was almost some way she could repay the favor he’d done her by helping her. 

“Oh.  Thank you,” Ping replied, unsure of what else to say when Audrey spoke so frankly.  Although it was nice to know that she felt that way.  Ping smiled slightly, rolling his shoulders forward in a way that was almost a shrug.  "But we’re at war with the Huns.  They’re nomads from the west, and experienced in battle.  So - “ he gave a short, rueful chuckle ” - I’m as good as dead when we fight them.  That is, if I survive training.“