"Go for it. It's not like there's that many people around here anyway." The girl paused, evidently quite happy to take all the time in the world. It wasn't until Vorandril had settled into his seat that Sarah deigned to heave the disks from under her chair, dropping them heavily on the table. As she straightened up, a strange expression settled across her face, the corners of her mouth twitching just so, an attempt to contain a smile that didn't quite succeed. "Nice shoes." she smirked.
"Thanks for turning up on such short notice... I really appreciate you guys coming this far out." There was a touch of hesitation in her tone that suggested just the barest hint of an unspoken 'but.' Sarah briefly wondered how he'd react when she told him. Well. There was a first time for everything, crazy scheming included.
"Take a look at this."She fiddled with a few dials on her PDA, waiting for the familiar flash of a screen. When it didn't appear, she frowned at the device as though it were solely responsible for Piracy, Wars, and the temperature of her coffee. With an audible sigh, the girl flicked the reset button, and the screen flicked to black. "Or maybe not... Give it a few minutes. Sorry, should've tested that before I got here. Things have been sort of busy lately."
"You mentioned Nomads in your transmission. What's going on out there?" She asked, more out of a desire to fill in time then anything else. Still, there was no missing how the Zoner straightened in her seat at the mention of the aliens.
