( Her own melancholy might dissipate, but Donny's brow furrows, and he watches her carefully. ) Why?
( Less timid than usual, more purpose. Atlas creeping into Adonis, concern and not being able to go home if she wants to (and it seemed like she did), that's not okay.
A glance to the papers, and he flips open the folder, paging through to the relevant point. ) Art um, art r-requisition and uh, d-diplomacy.
( But he's paying more attention to Margaery than the documents. ) The United Earth has um, b-been-- been c-communicating secret m-messages in p-paintings, so um. I find the p-paintings, I g-guess. B-but uh, you're-- you're the b-brains of the operation.
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( Less timid than usual, more purpose. Atlas creeping into Adonis, concern and not being able to go home if she wants to (and it seemed like she did), that's not okay.
A glance to the papers, and he flips open the folder, paging through to the relevant point. ) Art um, art r-requisition and uh, d-diplomacy.
( But he's paying more attention to Margaery than the documents. ) The United Earth has um, b-been-- been c-communicating secret m-messages in p-paintings, so um. I find the p-paintings, I g-guess. B-but uh, you're-- you're the b-brains of the operation.
( Basically. )