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Reagan contemplated Elijah's suggestions and replied, "Either of those certainly could work, but we'd have to be sure to have reinforced clasps to prevent losing them in battle. Another option might be an anklet or something that can be tucked into a sock and therefore not lost? I dunno... Perhaps you and your employees could contemplate the most effective object to channel that energy and power into. You all are certainly much better with these things than I am."
Reagan checked her watch and realized how late it was getting. She stood from her chair as Elijah was asking her a question and she replied with a small smile, "Yes, this was an original thought. It sort of just came to me once I'd heard about the International Conference. I hope something good comes of it." Reagan brushed her bangs from her eyes and then grabbed her briefcase. "Thank you for taking time to meet with me, Mr. Wright. I need to get back to my office, but if you'd like to discuss anything else, feel free to stop by my office on Level One. Please keep me posted as much as you're allowed." Reagan smiled a bit bigger and extended her hand to shake his.
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