A Little Privacy | nyameshand | Closed
<p> Councilor Tevos invited Commander Shepard over for dinner this evening. She feels a personal responsibility to thank the man for saving her(as well as her colleagues) on several occasions and hopes…
“Older clothing appeals more to my tastes than new,” she says, in reference to her nearly unlimited supply of new dresses and shoes. “It holds more personal meaning and well, is likely made with finer, more durable materials than the new.”
She takes another sip of her wine, and gives a mildly resentful smile at his words. “Well,” the councilor replies, “I’d hope that anyone who saves someone else’s life be held in high regard—from everyone,” She says, a light smile on her face. “…Not just the person they saved. Councilors Sparatus and Valern send their regards, commander, they could not be here this evening.” That may or may not be a lie.
A flash of both interest and surprise shine in Tevos’s eyes as her gaze meets his, but disappears just as quickly. He’d...
“So would I,” Dante agreed without indignation. He understood that the Council had their own affairs and people to look...