[ The words and the fondness behind it are a strange juxtaposition but she thinks that she recognizes it. It's the admiration of another's skill, far outranking any sort of loyalties you might be told to have.

Trying to have a delicate mix of being ready for the lift but not stiffening up in worry is a difficult one to achieve but one that she manages. A delighted laugh escapes her lips as her feet leave the ground before touching back down again in good time. ]

There's at least three different timelines that we know of? [ For the first time since they started, a furrow appears in her face before it's wiped away when she catches herself. ] And we all remember things a little differently. Did that happen with you and your commander?