[ the aftermath of the wife debacle somehow makes him feel more sensitive to her emotions. the small smile she displays, gets a small pause from him. mostly, he's surprised. ishmael's honesty always had a way of catching him off-guard. people in the tower tended to hide their emotions or put on fronts, and considering that the city she hailed from didn't seem any less severe...
it's kind of a marvel she manages to be so genuine somehow. though, he thought of this when she saved him as well. though, the thought doesn't last long as he also pulls back the mission debrief. he puts a hum of consideration before: ]
It might be good to see what we're working with first. [ he looks around, making sure no one is in close enough proximity to them. he then sends her a message. ] Wife, we may not be able to see the final product until the actual auction, but maybe we could see where they keep the others. [ ... and with that, he tilts his head to an opening where they could through.
it had the least amount of bodies, too. less people to finesse, the better.
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it's kind of a marvel she manages to be so genuine somehow. though, he thought of this when she saved him as well. though, the thought doesn't last long as he also pulls back the mission debrief. he puts a hum of consideration before: ]
It might be good to see what we're working with first. [ he looks around, making sure no one is in close enough proximity to them. he then sends her a message. ] Wife, we may not be able to see the final product until the actual auction, but maybe we could see where they keep the others. [ ... and with that, he tilts his head to an opening where they could through.
it had the least amount of bodies, too. less people to finesse, the better.
also why did he text wife... damn. ]