[It's automatic, beyond her teeth before she can think of any alternatives though the heat's there lurking somewhere in her mouth, in her throat, in the steely way she's fixated beyond the line of his shoulder, the elegant fusion of bone across his brow, to a point of some interest on the wall beyond.
She doesn't flick her eyes to look at him - despite the fact that Armada doesn't have any to speak of, she can feel the weight of his attention. Isn't meeting it head on and doesn't want to. Less fear, more too angry to do anything but think about grinding her teeth. He's not the only one disappointed in someone.]
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[It's automatic, beyond her teeth before she can think of any alternatives though the heat's there lurking somewhere in her mouth, in her throat, in the steely way she's fixated beyond the line of his shoulder, the elegant fusion of bone across his brow, to a point of some interest on the wall beyond.
She doesn't flick her eyes to look at him - despite the fact that Armada doesn't have any to speak of, she can feel the weight of his attention. Isn't meeting it head on and doesn't want to. Less fear, more too angry to do anything but think about grinding her teeth. He's not the only one disappointed in someone.]
Permission to speak freely, sir?
[Without expecting to get it.]