[ She doesn't sound remotely hopefully of that, but there's a faint note of what could be fondness (it's totally not, except it might be) in the undercurrent of her voice.
And then her attention careers to a halt, snagged by York's words.]
Attacks? What-- [She hadn't paid much, if any attention, to the network if it hadn't been people she knew; this was news to her.] -- So there might be something, like that bee monster, on the Mother of Invention?
[ And then he mentions stealth, and her back straightened abruptly, hands clenching into fists. The small bag in her left hand takes the abuse well, all things considered. ]
no subject
[ She doesn't sound remotely hopefully of that, but there's a faint note of what could be fondness (it's totally not, except it might be) in the undercurrent of her voice.
And then her attention careers to a halt, snagged by York's words.]
Attacks? What-- [She hadn't paid much, if any attention, to the network if it hadn't been people she knew; this was news to her.] -- So there might be something, like that bee monster, on the Mother of Invention?
[ And then he mentions stealth, and her back straightened abruptly, hands clenching into fists. The small bag in her left hand takes the abuse well, all things considered. ]