[Focusing hardcore on her beer, now. She hasn't really drunk any of it and right now her stomach's in too much of a somersault for her to consider it, but it makes for a good distraction.]
What ... do you have in mind?
[Money he doesn't want, and intel she's already handed over. She finally looks over at him, eyes hard and sharp, fear but also determination and regret. This, right here, might finally make up for what she does to North later in life.]
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What ... do you have in mind?
[Money he doesn't want, and intel she's already handed over. She finally looks over at him, eyes hard and sharp, fear but also determination and regret. This, right here, might finally make up for what she does to North later in life.]