An Unlikely Meeting

[Valknut]

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"Don't get me wrong, Herr King, I'm not being formal with you because I'm afraid of you. I'm sure you are as capable in a spaceship as you are in hand-to-hand combat, but that's no reason to fear you. If anything, I know who my enemies are," she said suggestively, pausing for a good many seconds, "and you don't look like one of 'em." She raised her eyebrows and slightly lowered her head, nodding to him. She hoped that he'd at least understand that she's being formal out of respect towards the Xeno rather than out of fear.

"After all, if you wanted to you would've killed me already instead of going through the effort of asking me for a drink." She continued after raising her right hand, resting her elbow on her belly and stretching out her fingers before turning her hand into a fist, under the glove. She wasn't trying to hint something towards King, her hands had just gotten sweaty under the gloves; she took care that the movements she did were nothing that would provoke the Xeno or hint to him in any way that she's looking to intimidate him. Creating a scene was, after all, not on her to-do list for tonight.

Noticing his motioning, Freya followed King through the tunnel he pointed at, her footsteps matching his pace. Her walk was rather a confident one; intentionally so, the last thing she'd want was to draw attention on herself.

"I assume King will do for now then." She replied, not commenting on the rest of his statement.

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