Steph doesn't say that. Just thinks it. Looking quietly at the large, gentle man across from her, listening to him trip over his words, struggle with the thoughts and ideas she's struggling with.
What she finds herself saying instead is, "Call me Steph." Flashing a smile, feeling it settle on her lips, outside of the stage and show. "Please.
"I respect the chain of command. I just don't know how much of it counts here, with you already knowing so much that's already classified to me."
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Steph doesn't say that. Just thinks it. Looking quietly at the large, gentle man across from her, listening to him trip over his words, struggle with the thoughts and ideas she's struggling with.
What she finds herself saying instead is, "Call me Steph." Flashing a smile, feeling it settle on her lips, outside of the stage and show. "Please.
"I respect the chain of command. I just don't know how much of it counts here, with you already knowing so much that's already classified to me."