She just let the word hang for a second, a soft breath out of her lips. She could be a pilot. The thought immediately struck her as completely ridiculous; she was running on adrenaline just now, that was a fluke. She focuses instead on what Snow has to say--and her eyes, like Zephyr's, become as wide as saucepans.
A second later, they were narrowed in suspicion.
"What's the catch?"
She wasn't buying it. There was always a catch, and she wanted it now rather than later.
no subject
She just let the word hang for a second, a soft breath out of her lips. She could be a pilot. The thought immediately struck her as completely ridiculous; she was running on adrenaline just now, that was a fluke. She focuses instead on what Snow has to say--and her eyes, like Zephyr's, become as wide as saucepans.
A second later, they were narrowed in suspicion.
"What's the catch?"
She wasn't buying it. There was always a catch, and she wanted it now rather than later.