[She listens. That's the difference between her now and when she first arrived in the City years ago, a headstrong child not yet humbled by time and the end of the war. So she listens to what he says, despite how she feels, and as he speaks she realises that she's not the only one keeping secrets.
She knows they have their whole Prime Directive that keeps him from telling her everything but this feels like it goes deeper than that. Part of a group fighting against a massive Empire...
Merlin's beard, but doesn't that sound familiar?]
Fine. [Soft, with less friction. Then, almost nonchalantly,] You could have told me you were part of a rebellion sooner. We might've found more things in common.
action;
She knows they have their whole Prime Directive that keeps him from telling her everything but this feels like it goes deeper than that. Part of a group fighting against a massive Empire...
Merlin's beard, but doesn't that sound familiar?]
Fine. [Soft, with less friction. Then, almost nonchalantly,] You could have told me you were part of a rebellion sooner. We might've found more things in common.