i'm not busy. i've literally just been sitting here marathoning new amsterdam's version of the bachelor, so it's all good
( normally, she'd offer to go out and meet someone, but if cassian is vouching for her... )
you're welcome to come by whenever. we have leftovers if you're hungry. just bring some materials if you have something specific in mind you need made.
Hey, ( easy, familiar; the voice comes from a couch in the middle of the oversized living room, a slim girl underneath a pile of both blankets and miscellaneous parts. she's been working on something. )
Come in, get comfortable. Sit wherever you want.
( god knows there's enough to choose from in this bougie apartment. )
[ Cecily does look surprised, and certainly a little envious, at the size of the apartment, but she's also not going to hold it against someone who's doing her a favor. ...And, also, they're both captives, so there's that quality that unites them. ]
Thank you for seeing me. [ And for giving her a reason to leave the bunker: a space she's begun to loathe. ] Cassian mentioned that you might be able to...
[ The Inquisitor trails off, struck with a thought. After a pause, she asks: ]
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( normally, she'd offer to go out and meet someone, but if cassian is vouching for her... )
you're welcome to come by whenever. we have leftovers if you're hungry. just bring some materials if you have something specific in mind you need made.
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Thank you, but I'm actually not sure what sort of materials I'd need. Perhaps we could speak and then I can return later with whatever you might ask?
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( she sends the address, just in case, and a quick description of how to get inside. )
i'll leave the door open for you.
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Daisy? It's Cecily Trevelyan.
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Come in, get comfortable. Sit wherever you want.
( god knows there's enough to choose from in this bougie apartment. )
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Thank you for seeing me. [ And for giving her a reason to leave the bunker: a space she's begun to loathe. ] Cassian mentioned that you might be able to...
[ The Inquisitor trails off, struck with a thought. After a pause, she asks: ]
...Can we speak freely here?