[ emma's shoulders tighten when faraday pipes up again, this time drawing attention to her, to what she'd thought would be an imperceptible and unintentional reaction, but...faraday knows her, at least knows her body language and reactions, far more than she'd like to give him credit for.
happens, when you work so closely and so long with someone. ]
This is neither the time nor place, Faraday.
[ her words are clipped, her expression stony as she stares determinedly at the computer screen instead of him. ]
We're supposed to be listenin' to them, not chatting away.
[ even if now this is pertinent; it's relevant because this scumbag, bogue, is within reach, and emma can't let him slip through her fingers again. ]
no subject
happens, when you work so closely and so long with someone. ]
This is neither the time nor place, Faraday.
[ her words are clipped, her expression stony as she stares determinedly at the computer screen instead of him. ]
We're supposed to be listenin' to them, not chatting away.
[ even if now this is pertinent; it's relevant because this scumbag, bogue, is within reach, and emma can't let him slip through her fingers again. ]