[ She waves off his question after her well-being with a shake of her head and a bracing sip of her drink (slightly more generous than is perhaps ladylike) once the requisite toast has been made. There are more pressing matters and there's nothing to be done about her state except press on. If anyone from the Royal Guard asks about it β particularly Commander Ashti β she has to keep up the charade.
Jim mentions the Natha choosing to obscure their presence from something and she makes a soft noise of understanding. ]
I was thinking along the same lines. [ Peggy taps a manicured nail against her glass before setting it down so she can sit back down, albeit gingerly. ] There's precedence for the station being under attack. Maybe whoever was responsible last time came back for more and rather than risk us or the planet, the Natha abandoned ship. [ She presses her lips into a line, clearly unhappy with it. ] Of course, that suggests the Storm isn't the only threat to our way of life. There's a cheerful thought.
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Jim mentions the Natha choosing to obscure their presence from something and she makes a soft noise of understanding. ]
I was thinking along the same lines. [ Peggy taps a manicured nail against her glass before setting it down so she can sit back down, albeit gingerly. ] There's precedence for the station being under attack. Maybe whoever was responsible last time came back for more and rather than risk us or the planet, the Natha abandoned ship. [ She presses her lips into a line, clearly unhappy with it. ] Of course, that suggests the Storm isn't the only threat to our way of life. There's a cheerful thought.