•│Dylan│•
Still greatly confused by this whole thing, Dylan didn't move an inch from where he was. Without warning a tickling was felt and he sneezed. Was he getting sick. No, maybe not. "Ugh ..." He said as he got up from the chair and started to walk out the room. Stopping for a brief second, he looked at Alisa then shook his head as he walked out. 'Looks like she won this round or the stubborn versus the commander' he thought with a smirk then closed the door behind him softly.