"Will," he answered. J'din Willix was the name on his intake—if any of them out there had bothered writing up papers, which he doubted. Willix was a petty smuggler, not terribly good at it, who'd been busted for his cargo. The actual mission was to be arrested to get into the base where he was about to be transferred. This time, he'd be given help with extraction. He knew Tanith wasn't that help, but she'd been helpful anyway.
And very engaging.
What? Stop.
Equally possible she was a plant set to rout him out—though that would require them suspecting him, which seemed unlikely. Be cagey anyway. As, at this point in his life, came naturally.
"This is a first for me," he said, his hands moving as if nervous. "What do you think comes next?"
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Date: 2025-05-03 10:08 pm (UTC)And very engaging.
What? Stop.
Equally possible she was a plant set to rout him out—though that would require them suspecting him, which seemed unlikely. Be cagey anyway. As, at this point in his life, came naturally.
"This is a first for me," he said, his hands moving as if nervous. "What do you think comes next?"