Alex nodded solemnly, curling her hands around the mug. "Oh, I would hate to inconvenience you."
"Good. Wait. What? Wooooah there, champ." Her eyes widened at his blatant words and she almost sputtered over a fresh sip of the delicious coffee he'd shared. Swallowing, she would have added yet another very firm ground rule, but something stopped her. "Pretty sure of yourself, aren't you?"
Whether it was a dominating belief that she'd probably deserved the tease for behaving like the childish brat her superiors apparently purported she was, or whether it was simply another attempt to let it roll off her shoulders, or whether it was a ground rule she didn't want to have to enforce at all where Charles was concerned, she wasn't sure. She didn't have a chance to figure it out, either, because the meal was paid up, and it was time to hit the dock.
"You got your gear set, or we need to pick it up?" she asked, scooting out of the booth. Her hands lingered overlong on the table, and she stuffed them into her pockets as they headed out. "Ow!" Alex withdrew her left hand in the entryway of the diner, her fingers wrapped around the fork that had stabbed her with its tines. Curious...
She glanced at him, at the fork, then slumped her way back to the table to leave the utensil behind. No way was she telling him about what she guessed, from the feel of it, was some manner of seasoning delivery in her right pocket. If she'd really nicked it and if he hadn't noticed, she was keeping it solely on the grounds that it hadn't attempted to exact revenge on her fingertips.
She noted the cargo hold was locked up tight by the time they arrived, and judging from the pinning on the exterior of the ship, it had been fitted far larger than a cruise would warrant. As they joined the milling crew, humans and xenos alike awaiting pre-boarding, Alex tipped her head toward him and murmured, "Thank you, by the way. For lunch." A small smile. "The manhandling was nice, too." She cursed, and though she didn't look up at him, she remembered his ground rule, and her promise. Rooting her feet and locking her knees to keep from fleeing that particular stupidity, she corrected, "The break from manhandling...frag it anyway."
"Good. Wait. What? Wooooah there, champ." Her eyes widened at his blatant words and she almost sputtered over a fresh sip of the delicious coffee he'd shared. Swallowing, she would have added yet another very firm ground rule, but something stopped her. "Pretty sure of yourself, aren't you?"
Whether it was a dominating belief that she'd probably deserved the tease for behaving like the childish brat her superiors apparently purported she was, or whether it was simply another attempt to let it roll off her shoulders, or whether it was a ground rule she didn't want to have to enforce at all where Charles was concerned, she wasn't sure. She didn't have a chance to figure it out, either, because the meal was paid up, and it was time to hit the dock.
"You got your gear set, or we need to pick it up?" she asked, scooting out of the booth. Her hands lingered overlong on the table, and she stuffed them into her pockets as they headed out. "Ow!" Alex withdrew her left hand in the entryway of the diner, her fingers wrapped around the fork that had stabbed her with its tines. Curious...
She glanced at him, at the fork, then slumped her way back to the table to leave the utensil behind. No way was she telling him about what she guessed, from the feel of it, was some manner of seasoning delivery in her right pocket. If she'd really nicked it and if he hadn't noticed, she was keeping it solely on the grounds that it hadn't attempted to exact revenge on her fingertips.
She noted the cargo hold was locked up tight by the time they arrived, and judging from the pinning on the exterior of the ship, it had been fitted far larger than a cruise would warrant. As they joined the milling crew, humans and xenos alike awaiting pre-boarding, Alex tipped her head toward him and murmured, "Thank you, by the way. For lunch." A small smile. "The manhandling was nice, too." She cursed, and though she didn't look up at him, she remembered his ground rule, and her promise. Rooting her feet and locking her knees to keep from fleeing that particular stupidity, she corrected, "The break from manhandling...frag it anyway."
Dreams come in a size too big so we can grow into them.
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