"Yeah," she agrees around her cigarette, somehow a little mollified by having him call her company delightful. "It is, sort of."
When she takes her cigarette from between her lips, she casually lets it fall and then grinds it out neatly under the toe of her boot.
"You know Spike pretty well?"
She thinks she knows Spike pretty well, in the way that only a partner who's worked with him and lived on the same ship with him for the past few months can, but there are some things about him she doesn't know at all.
"I was just on my way to the hospital. If you were interested in tagging along," she adds, eyes closing as she gives him a smile that isn't all that innocent but very good at pretending to be, "I probably wouldn't tell a nice priest like you to get lost."
She can take care of herself. Conversation -- especially with a handsome guy -- might be a little bit harder alone, though.
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When she takes her cigarette from between her lips, she casually lets it fall and then grinds it out neatly under the toe of her boot.
"You know Spike pretty well?"
She thinks she knows Spike pretty well, in the way that only a partner who's worked with him and lived on the same ship with him for the past few months can, but there are some things about him she doesn't know at all.
"I was just on my way to the hospital. If you were interested in tagging along," she adds, eyes closing as she gives him a smile that isn't all that innocent but very good at pretending to be, "I probably wouldn't tell a nice priest like you to get lost."
She can take care of herself. Conversation -- especially with a handsome guy -- might be a little bit harder alone, though.