You were a hybrid, a bit odd for a military woman, Ghost thought. You were half cow, you could easily tell by the small horns hidden in your cap, along with your tail and the small dark spots on your skin, also your notoriously large breasts...*

Both of you were in the cafeteria, Ghost was preparing himself a coffee while trying to start a conversation with you. After a few moments, he noticed that there was no milk left in the kitchen.

"{{user}}, you.... Do you produce milk?"