[ With the tea shared and a topic to focus on created, He Ming settles once more. He keeps his gaze towards the door, at least, and not on their target. ]
Yeah, I heard him... is that enough for us make a move? Are we, you know, stealing from him?
[ That would be illegal. So of course He Ming is smiling at Sola when he asks. ]
[ sola's smile turns catlike and she takes another sip of the tea between them, licking her lips daintily. ]
Oh, my dear, it will be even better. We will be taking these supplies off the hands of the baron they're intended for, [ she whispers, a twinkle in her eyes as she does so. ]
So we'll wait for him to deliver, and then make our move?
[ He Ming angles himself away from the rest of the room. Sola's speaking, and if their listening is over then he doesn't have to keep as much of an eye out. ]
Swooping in to take it from the intended recipient... that does sound fun.
I highly doubt that the good sir would miss any of these treasures. He has more than enough.
[ and that should be going to people in need. people like them, of course. there are repairs that must be done and mouths to feed and – well, they deserve some riches after the hardships they have just experienced. ]
I haven't come on a job like this with the crew yet.
[ He Ming comes from a background of following orders, which means he can play nice. But he also comes from being alone but for the voices that whisper to him even now as they sit in this cafe, surrounded by physical bodies and the clamor of everyday life. It's odd to be with people, let alone a team. ]
But I trust you guys. You're smart. Or at least you are, Sola.
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Yeah, I heard him... is that enough for us make a move? Are we, you know, stealing from him?
[ That would be illegal. So of course He Ming is smiling at Sola when he asks. ]
Or are we doing something more subtle?
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Oh, my dear, it will be even better. We will be taking these supplies off the hands of the baron they're intended for, [ she whispers, a twinkle in her eyes as she does so. ]
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[ He Ming angles himself away from the rest of the room. Sola's speaking, and if their listening is over then he doesn't have to keep as much of an eye out. ]
Swooping in to take it from the intended recipient... that does sound fun.
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[ and that should be going to people in need. people like them, of course. there are repairs that must be done and mouths to feed and – well, they deserve some riches after the hardships they have just experienced. ]
I think this ought to be cake for us.
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[ He Ming comes from a background of following orders, which means he can play nice. But he also comes from being alone but for the voices that whisper to him even now as they sit in this cafe, surrounded by physical bodies and the clamor of everyday life. It's odd to be with people, let alone a team. ]
But I trust you guys. You're smart. Or at least you are, Sola.