[ emma glances at him over her shoulder, flat expression in place. ]
Lord save me from the ill-tempered cripple.
[ her lips give the slightest twitch of amusement, but then she's looking back at the computer screens, clicking through messages and files, until she finally comes across their travel information, freshly delivered by the agency. eyes scanning the email, she's at least relieved to know they'll be leaving that night — with very much emphasis on "night."
as she prints their itinerary, she gets to her feet to start gathering up her things — and faraday's too. she doesn't mind doing the packing, though it's entirely because she'll get it done faster than if he tries to do his own right now. ]
I hope you're prepared for a proper red-eye tonight.
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Lord save me from the ill-tempered cripple.
[ her lips give the slightest twitch of amusement, but then she's looking back at the computer screens, clicking through messages and files, until she finally comes across their travel information, freshly delivered by the agency. eyes scanning the email, she's at least relieved to know they'll be leaving that night — with very much emphasis on "night."
as she prints their itinerary, she gets to her feet to start gathering up her things — and faraday's too. she doesn't mind doing the packing, though it's entirely because she'll get it done faster than if he tries to do his own right now. ]
I hope you're prepared for a proper red-eye tonight.
[ but at least they're going home. ]