Pilot had gotten most of the credit, and all of the ATTENTION. It had been arranged that way prior even if the credits were all she had really been interested in. Now she had the credits and a MEDAL and the gratitude of a whole planet. It meant she could probably afford to up her rate at least.
Revenant, meanwhile, VANISHED for a couple of days, his involvement known only as the pilot’s anonymous client. Only when things had quieted just a touch and he felt sure the bulk of the queen’s bacta treatment had finished did he move in to check on her, and when he found the lights on in her room and heard VOICES, he hesitated - silently stepping into the suite, but seating himself out of view of the bedroom to listen.
As Arsinoé’s tale finished, the simulacrum rose, pacing NONCHALANTLY into the bedroom and past some of the handmaidens, his every footstep still as absolutely silent as if he weren’t there at all. “You tell ‘em about the corset bit? I think that’s the best part…” Yellow optics roaming over each handmaiden rather like a WOLF surveying a herd of sheep.
a collection of startled GASPS arose from the queen’s audience, many of them rising to their feet after making themselves comfortable at the foot of the bed or the floor. while they, much to their dismay, have already been made accustomed to his sudden appearances, it didn’t make it any less jarring for them each time.
except the youngest of course, who remained seated closest to her queen, looking between her and revenant with confusion. ‘ corset? ’ amaya looked to symphony expectantly, who takes a moment to shoot a dirty look at revenant for putting her in such a situation. she didn’t some keen on responding, one reason being that amaya was far TOO YOUNG to be hearing about such gruesome details. not that the little handmaiden had not experienced similar perils in her life and career, she would not be a handmaiden to the queen were she not suited to difficult subject matters, but symphony still tried her best to SHIELD her from such things.
the other reason being, well, as she PREDICTED, she didn’t find it very amusing anymore.
‘ it’s nothing, he’s just trying to unsettle you, ’ symphony attempts to shrug off the question, only for amaya to narrow her eyes in suspicion and turn to look back at revenant. ‘ what’s this about a corset? ’ she asks. the two women look up at him, one with wonderous curiosity and the other with a WARNING glare.