[ Misato slips into the water with a familiar sigh, draping her arms over the rim with the ease of owning the entire pool, no the entire grotto and the ship with it. It isn't entirely sincere. Kaji isn't the only one with the masks. But where his is practiced, perfected, hers is cruder, yet more insistent, like the smile she maintains when she watches Clarke. ]
If you're offering. It would only be fair.
[ She hasn't forgotten, see? But there's a trick to using the present to rewrite the past. ]
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If you're offering. It would only be fair.
[ She hasn't forgotten, see? But there's a trick to using the present to rewrite the past. ]
Come join me first.