Virel leans forward, towards Euffae. VIREL: I offer you transport in my ship, and all the protection we can offer. Euffae looks toward Thyssa, who isn't looking at her, and increasingly anxious towards the Ambassador, who tries to be encouraging. EUFFAE: Yes, um - thank you, Captain, but -- Euffae raises a finger, visibly un-composed. Neither Thyssa nor Ambassador seem pleased with how she's handling it. EUFFAE: Aren't you, um, needed? In the war? Or something?
Chapter One | Part 16

This counts as stalling, right?


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