Waving her hand through the smoke cloud coming from Sol, lightly coughing.
Shakes her head as she goes over the words said by Sol.
Looking wondering up. She released her hold of her sidearm.
So you're saying you are here to take me to Malta?
Looking around the hallway, clearly dug in some deep thoughts,
Standing up straight again looking Sol in the eyes.
And what makes you think I would just come along with you, to Malta?
Just to get enslaved like those many many others that past here before me?
Trying to keep a serious, straight face.
Wishing for Jake to just walk by.
If Jake was here he would kick this guys arse, she thought
I know one thing for sure and that is that I will - not - go - to Malta.
They will have to bring more then, then.. then you.
