[ best not to get to know her too well then, friend, lest you too someday become a target of her sharp and painful affections. ]

Mm.. well, more than likely it was meant to be a clue as to what we were expected to accomplish.

[ craning her head, alisaie looks back up toward the building beside them, gesturing at the plain, empty flags. ]

This is a simulation, yes? An arena built to a purpose. It stands to reason that there would be a skeleton to work with, so they needn't build it anew every time. Like as not this place is meant to be an outpost for a particular faction. If I were to venture a guess, the enemy one.

[ she lifts both hands, palms out, and shakes her head. ]

But alas.