[He hadn't been supposed to make it to the ground safely. He considers telling her this. He likes her straightforwardness, but the sarcasm is getting a little abrasive at the moment. He takes a longer drink of wine, almost not caring about the fact that it's a treasure out here in the middle of nowhere. He really, really wants to go home. Now.
He doesn't reply. He hasn't told anyone about this before, and if she's only going to make smart remarks, he's not going to tell anyone now.
Of course, she'd be saying the same things as, say, Cordelia. Well, no, Cordelia would start psychoanalyzing him. Simon? No, Simon would be going white and getting some horrible look of dread. A suicidal emperor. What a nightmare for ImpSec. Aral might criticize his chosen method of suicide as inefficient, and if he's going to go for it, he should...]
[Action]
He doesn't reply. He hasn't told anyone about this before, and if she's only going to make smart remarks, he's not going to tell anyone now.
Of course, she'd be saying the same things as, say, Cordelia. Well, no, Cordelia would start psychoanalyzing him. Simon? No, Simon would be going white and getting some horrible look of dread. A suicidal emperor. What a nightmare for ImpSec. Aral might criticize his chosen method of suicide as inefficient, and if he's going to go for it, he should...]