A low groan slipped out of Uhura’s ruby red lips as he adjusted his posture. Of [ [ c o u r s e ] ] he was going to ask. Could he ever leave well enough alone and just agree? No. “I’d really like to not talk about it, sir. Are you coming or not?” Her tone was a little more snippy, then she meant it to be. She didn’t WANT to answer questions, she simply wanted to have some one-on-one time with him. She straightened her own poster, folding her arms across her chest in one swift motion.
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