Izzy brought up her mental shield. She yes was nervous, but she for gods sake was the co commander of an effin Alliance ship, and she would show that.
"Sure Chris. Any friend of Jeremy's is a friend of ours."
Ellie shot Izzy a sideways glance of are you crazy but kept tactfully silent.
Izzy twirled a small keyring, which had a small charm at the end.
A small stone, engraved with a simple gold key. Jeremy's icon, his symbol or whatever. Key. Izzy sipped her drink and looked at Chris. Her fear at evaporated with the thought of Jeremy, the eccentric reckless stubborn Order pilot who stole her heart and innocence years ago on the streets of LA.
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