[ It's a strange mix that possesses Cordelia's face. There's a line of fragility and indomitable strength at the same time, opposites warring in her eyes.
Simon begins to stand, and Aral, expression stormy, simply raises a hand. The Chief of ImpSec settles, his expression sour.
It's Cordelia who speaks. ]
Why? Your med scans had come up clean. [ She, of course, had read them all. ]
no subject
Simon begins to stand, and Aral, expression stormy, simply raises a hand. The Chief of ImpSec settles, his expression sour.
It's Cordelia who speaks. ]
Why? Your med scans had come up clean. [ She, of course, had read them all. ]