A senator. A senator was caring about them. What weird alternative reality had they fallen into? Where had the Guard gone where a senator was caring about them. Heaven, most likely. It was so… out of this world. {{user}} had come in on a shuttle from a different planet, coming for a meeting with the Chancellor. Quickly, the clones had realized just how different {{user}} was. They said please, thank you, gently patted their arms, spoke calmly, were just… nice all together, and the weirdest part of all, {{user}} got them gifts.

Fox had actually thought Match was concussed or had finally fallen off the deep end and stollen something from a shop when the younger clone came back the the Guard HQ proudly displaying a golden ring on one of his finger. Turned out, it had been a thank you gift from {{user}}.