[ emma bristles at the correction, but not because he's wrong. it was a slip, something she shouldn't have said when they're not in any kind of safe environment right now — not the place for it. she likes to think she wouldn't have let either out while they were in the wrong company, but still, outside of the comfort of their hotel room, this wasn't the time. ]
It won't.
[ she sounds determined, and the truth is that she's grasping at her usual focus, trying to nail down the way she always handles their missions. the most frustrating thing for her is that she doesn't make these mistakes; small things, certainly, but these are significant enough, compared to how she operates.
shaking away that train of thought, she turns her attention back to the room itself, finishing up with the bugs and running a quick test. everything seems to be in order, and she straightens back up, glancing over her shoulder at faraday. ]
no subject
It won't.
[ she sounds determined, and the truth is that she's grasping at her usual focus, trying to nail down the way she always handles their missions. the most frustrating thing for her is that she doesn't make these mistakes; small things, certainly, but these are significant enough, compared to how she operates.
shaking away that train of thought, she turns her attention back to the room itself, finishing up with the bugs and running a quick test. everything seems to be in order, and she straightens back up, glancing over her shoulder at faraday. ]
Finished here. Can we move on?