Wrapping Up

[Toaster]

Blue cocked his head to the side, sizing up the hard to read Xeno. Placing his hands on his hips in an akimbo fashion, he took a step forward, towering even over the respectable height of Morreti.

"Just not all that fond of people who kill civilians," he growled.

Olivia glanced between the two men apprehensively. This was not a situation she wanted to be in. Hoping to defuse it before either of them could even think about letting it get out of hand, she stepped up beside Blue and placed her hand on his arm. At the touch, the older man looked down at her, distrust for the Xeno commander plain in his eyes. She glared back up at him, a slight twitch of her eyebrow indicating for him to relax. For a moment, they stood there, eyeing each other.

Finally, Blue resigned, turning his back on Cobra. Olivia exhaled in relief. Her eyes shot over to the Xeno, searching for his reaction.

"Fifty million's plenty," she declared, directing the conversation back to the reason they had all convened here in the first place. "Wire it to Blue."

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Olivia Sable