Seeing parts of Steve flying through the air, Amelia sighed and clasped her hands in a small prayer once again before looking over toward Franky and giving his ball a salute, her standing at attention and her right hand, curled in a fist against her heart while her left arm was behind her back. [color=ff7777] "Nice work, Franky. That went much more smoothly than anticipated." [/color] She said, appreciation obvious in her tone, though she was a bit tired as well.
Now looking toward Ryan, she nodded. [color=ff7777] "We assume that we won't need to worry much about another uprising for a while, yes?" [/color]