Nash sank onto a stool, pulling Dahlia onto his lap. She was out cold, her head resting against his shoulder, with her breathing slowing down. Her silk robe had slipped off one arm, barely hanging on.
He gently pulled the fabric back over her, making sure she was covered, and then he looked up. That damn yellow glow was still there, and the system window was floating right there in front of him.
[DAHLIA – Skill Sheet]
Talent: Manager
PEOPLE
Reading People: 94
Talent Eye: 96
Motivation: 82
Authority: 78 (unlocked)
OPERATIONS
Organization: 97
Planning: 95
Crisis Management: 84
Delegation: 71 (unlocked)
MIND
Intelligence: 96
Instinct: 82
Discretion: 98
Diplomacy: 86
Stress Tolerance: 58
Nash read the list from top to bottom. It was spectacular.
He'd been through this before. With Nia and Miko, there was always that moment where he realized the girl he was with wasn't just some pretty face, but a powerhouse. But this? This was on another level.
