Octavia wondered whether Jack's take on the comparison would be similar to hers. She knew Jack's experience of space was different, at the very least.
Maybe she should ask her, sometime.
She fell quiet for a moment, watching the water. A few thoughts drifted by, but one was insistent enough that it made its way out of her mouth. "Feels like we overdid the topic of why I'm a basket case," she rasped, with no small amount of wryness. Then she looked back over at him. "What did you do before you were this, a smuggler with a boat? Apart from the jailtime."
She'd picked up bits and pieces, but hadn't actually asked yet.
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Octavia wondered whether Jack's take on the comparison would be similar to hers. She knew Jack's experience of space was different, at the very least.
Maybe she should ask her, sometime.
She fell quiet for a moment, watching the water. A few thoughts drifted by, but one was insistent enough that it made its way out of her mouth. "Feels like we overdid the topic of why I'm a basket case," she rasped, with no small amount of wryness. Then she looked back over at him. "What did you do before you were this, a smuggler with a boat? Apart from the jailtime."
She'd picked up bits and pieces, but hadn't actually asked yet.