[ content to follow faraday down the hall, emma lets him lead the way. she's mentally mapping it out as they go, remembering which rooms in particular they need to bug first, where they need to check in. she's especially good at this part of their fieldwork, because she's all about the planning aspect of missions. she's fine in action, too, but she likes to be prepared, prefers when things follow a set course — which, unfortunately, happens a whole lot less often than she'd like with her partner.
however, when faraday suddenly stops them before the first room, she nearly runs right into him. halting quickly, she turns her eyes up to him in obvious question, and then—
what's going on?
damn it.
she'd thought (hoped) he wouldn't notice her slip, near imperceptible as it would have been to almost anyone else, but given the amount of time they've spent together, the hours dedicated to learning the ways they both operate, she should've been prepared for him to catch on.
emma doesn't manage to keep a small frown off of her face before she forces her expression to smooth into that usual unimpressed look of hers. ]
Nothing that will get in the way tonight.
[ she doesn't want to explain herself to him, not here and not now (probably not ever), and given the constraints on their time, she'd rather push ahead with the mission — and avoid this conversation with faraday. ]
Everything is fine.
[ her voice is firm and unwavering, and she finally steps around faraday to approach the first room, intent on getting a move on.
she doesn't need to tell him about bogue right now, she decides, doesn't need him to know more than he ought to about the circumstances surrounding her history with that despicable man. they're here to find evidence on him (among others), and emma will do her damnedest to claim that victory. ]
no subject
however, when faraday suddenly stops them before the first room, she nearly runs right into him. halting quickly, she turns her eyes up to him in obvious question, and then—
what's going on?
damn it.
she'd thought (hoped) he wouldn't notice her slip, near imperceptible as it would have been to almost anyone else, but given the amount of time they've spent together, the hours dedicated to learning the ways they both operate, she should've been prepared for him to catch on.
emma doesn't manage to keep a small frown off of her face before she forces her expression to smooth into that usual unimpressed look of hers. ]
Nothing that will get in the way tonight.
[ she doesn't want to explain herself to him, not here and not now (probably not ever), and given the constraints on their time, she'd rather push ahead with the mission — and avoid this conversation with faraday. ]
Everything is fine.
[ her voice is firm and unwavering, and she finally steps around faraday to approach the first room, intent on getting a move on.
she doesn't need to tell him about bogue right now, she decides, doesn't need him to know more than he ought to about the circumstances surrounding her history with that despicable man. they're here to find evidence on him (among others), and emma will do her damnedest to claim that victory. ]