Sense and Salarian Ability chapter 15
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22537765/chapters/120509089
“Hey Aelin! I wanted to ask-would you sit for me while we’re at the gallery-so I can look at you when I’m sculpting?”
“Sit for you, huh? I dunno, sounds pretty dull.” He teased.
Tegan pushed him. “Mister Ropon says that that sort of thing helps! And I wanna make the best sculpture in the whole gallery!”
“High aspirations.” He shifted the cigarette to the other side of his mouth. “And you think my ugly mug is gonna help you do that?” He barked with laughter at the intensity in her face, the eager nodding that made her more of a blur than a girl, and ruffled her hair. “Alright, alright. If it helps.”
The air changed, for a moment it froze. “Pardon me, salarian. Would you stop to talk to us for a moment.”
What-ho? A chapter, after five months? Shock and awe!













