"Yeah. Yeah, it is." Bucky warbles something to her softly and she hides her face behind his wing, suddenly embarrassed. She shouldn't be dumping all this on someone who barely knows her, especially someone who's trying to get his bearings in the Nexus. He shouldn't have to deal with her trauma on top of that.
But then she peeks at him from behind her friend's feathers. It's the sincerity in his suggestion that eases her anxiety. She's not a leader, either. "Maybe," she agrees. "Our president is, um, kind of sick, but I know Commander Adama never gives up..." She bites her lip, then asks hesitantly, "Did you ever have to do that? Wait for someone else to... to figure out a plan?"
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Date: 2017-08-18 01:38 am (UTC)But then she peeks at him from behind her friend's feathers. It's the sincerity in his suggestion that eases her anxiety. She's not a leader, either. "Maybe," she agrees. "Our president is, um, kind of sick, but I know Commander Adama never gives up..." She bites her lip, then asks hesitantly, "Did you ever have to do that? Wait for someone else to... to figure out a plan?"