*Irvine concentrates as he attempts to talk to Sophae*
Irvine via force: I'm appologise, I wasn't mad at the situation nor at my usual sight of aimi ng my anger, This was different this time. And yes, im being sencere about it. It seems everytime i glance at alys or something i get this some sort of sefl longing, then I get angry about whom and what I become. i didnt need a Jedi to point that out to me... I just ask for help. *sigh*
Irvine to himself: "Well, if i were a betting man I'd give myself a hundred to one odds that she'd open it. heh. Who am i kidding..."