Think there's something to that? [ mal raises an eyebrow at that, as he steps into her home. ravkan soldiers wear their boots at all times but mal notes that rey's not wearing shoes so slips out of his inside.
it feels strange, knowing it'd take some time to flee.
perhaps he's not adjusting as well as he could, not taking on the role of civilian instead of bodyguard and soldier well. after all, he used a familiar cover for the second time. at the table, his brows rise up his forehead. ] Is that actual food? [ he asks, excitement seeping into his voice.
the tea he's brought feels meager now for all the work he'd gone through to get it. ] She does? [ he asks, shaking himself out of the stupor of staring at real food. ] Didn't know that.
I know Clara more for... other things. [ like trying to drive a car from the backseat and using a raunchy romance novel to have him practice reading aloud. ]
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Date: 2022-07-17 05:15 am (UTC)it feels strange, knowing it'd take some time to flee.
perhaps he's not adjusting as well as he could, not taking on the role of civilian instead of bodyguard and soldier well. after all, he used a familiar cover for the second time. at the table, his brows rise up his forehead. ] Is that actual food? [ he asks, excitement seeping into his voice.
the tea he's brought feels meager now for all the work he'd gone through to get it. ] She does? [ he asks, shaking himself out of the stupor of staring at real food. ] Didn't know that.
I know Clara more for... other things. [ like trying to drive a car from the backseat and using a raunchy romance novel to have him practice reading aloud. ]