[he doesn't know what she's seen. He doesn't know the way she's learned to watch for the shifts that meant danger was imminent and that the careful eye that kept her safe didn't turn off when it came to this. She saw the slump of his shoulders and the way he gathered himself to face her. And, even without seeing it, she'd heard it in his voice before she'd ever given the invitation.
It's why she'd wanted him to come in the first place.
She doesn't draw attention to it, however. Instead, she pours the mug for herself before offering him the rest of the thermos, nodding in the direction of the docked ship]
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It's why she'd wanted him to come in the first place.
She doesn't draw attention to it, however. Instead, she pours the mug for herself before offering him the rest of the thermos, nodding in the direction of the docked ship]
Permission to board, sir?