[ For a moment there she looks him over in silent consideration. Her expression while she does is mostly inscrutable, in part because there's a lot going on in that single look. It's like now that they're parting, she's reevaluating the interaction to figure out what's appropriate for excusing herself. And in rolling back through it, she winds up confronted with an acute and uncomfortable awareness of his state of undress when she'd come in. Unwelcome, given the timing and the way she's excusing herself.
There's a lot to unpack there that she does not want to unpack, basically.
But mostly it's the Thrawn conversation and the hand-holding that she fixes on, and in that way, her attention lingers on his hand on the railing, and then she blinks quickly and drops her gaze entirely to the center of the planet where she now wishes she could bury herself away from the uncomfortable feeling in her gut. ]
I'll keep in mind what you said about Thrawn. [ That's what she settles on. This is what she has to cap this interaction off with. No acknowledgment of hand-holding or general flustered reactions or any of that. Just … thanks for the tip. And a hasty retreat back out the way she came. ]
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There's a lot to unpack there that she does not want to unpack, basically.
But mostly it's the Thrawn conversation and the hand-holding that she fixes on, and in that way, her attention lingers on his hand on the railing, and then she blinks quickly and drops her gaze entirely to the center of the planet where she now wishes she could bury herself away from the uncomfortable feeling in her gut. ]
I'll keep in mind what you said about Thrawn. [ That's what she settles on. This is what she has to cap this interaction off with. No acknowledgment of hand-holding or general flustered reactions or any of that. Just … thanks for the tip. And a hasty retreat back out the way she came. ]