(It could be classified as a smirk if you squint.)
Once she's decided he's not going to turn on a dime, she lets herself roll her eyes and affect a dramatic sigh.
If he can be a bitch, then she can be a child.
"You didn't answer my last question," she points out.
And in an instant, she's back to stony seriousness.
"I would think a ship of about 1,000 would be small potatoes for the guy who tried to take over the world, but you did do a number on my helicarrier." Yeah, she's not letting that one go. That? Was her baby. "I won't wait around for a repeat performance."
Her fingers tighten ever so slightly on the leather safety keeping her gun holstered.
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(It could be classified as a smirk if you squint.)
Once she's decided he's not going to turn on a dime, she lets herself roll her eyes and affect a dramatic sigh.
If he can be a bitch, then she can be a child.
"You didn't answer my last question," she points out.
And in an instant, she's back to stony seriousness.
"I would think a ship of about 1,000 would be small potatoes for the guy who tried to take over the world, but you did do a number on my helicarrier." Yeah, she's not letting that one go. That? Was her baby. "I won't wait around for a repeat performance."
Her fingers tighten ever so slightly on the leather safety keeping her gun holstered.