Ohhhh, so you're actually recruiting. And since there's no immortal army here - yeah, I get it. ... You really don't seem like an army guy, though. Like, at all.

[she nodded a little, holding the thought up against the rest of what she knew or had heard, and finding it fit pretty well. at his comment about the colors, though, she gave a groan of agreement]

I know! Maybe some dark green... Mal and I actually redecorated our apartment on the very first night we were there. She had spray paint in her backpack. We did as much as we could until we ran out, and then in the morning we found the Emporium and got more. I know you guys don't get along, but ... she's really good at it. And she's hiring out. I bet if you wanted her to paint your apartment she'd do it while you were at work...