[Attuned as he is to her answer, he picks up on her eagerness and feels a brief, lingering sense of smugness that he'd pegged her right the first time. Their 'deal' is what she wants in exchange.]
Do that, [he orders with an unconscious, preoccupied air. If that's not enough to get the other two to come, then he'll deal with it, but Miles thinks that it is. They're all so concerned with a soldier's duty; they'd never let a comrade go by themselves, much less miss a chance for action.] We'll rendezvous tomorrow, 0900 hours, outside the Palace gates.
[He takes a long, silent breath. His tone drops to be quieter, ruminative.]
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Date: 2014-02-11 12:38 pm (UTC)Do that, [he orders with an unconscious, preoccupied air. If that's not enough to get the other two to come, then he'll deal with it, but Miles thinks that it is. They're all so concerned with a soldier's duty; they'd never let a comrade go by themselves, much less miss a chance for action.] We'll rendezvous tomorrow, 0900 hours, outside the Palace gates.
[He takes a long, silent breath. His tone drops to be quieter, ruminative.]
Before we go... I need a favor.