[ the sight doesn't startle her – after all, she is well acquainted with the habits of her little sister – but she does let her gaze linger on his desk for a moment too long before lifting her chin to face him. her hands remain tightly folded even as she sweeps into the room and takes a seat across from him.. ]
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The bad.
[ she can take it, set jaw and all. ]
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The bad is--]
It's going to be another six months before a Federation ship is headed towards your planet.