Zaeryn read the words on his wrist comm.
The cruiser had already cleared the landing pad by the time he looked up.
"Mireille, hold up. Can you set us back down? The high commander wants to see me, I'll have to step out for a little while."
Leia heard him immediately and whatever patience she'd been holding onto for the day emptied out the instant she realized he intended to step out and delay them yet again.
She turned to face him fully, her arms crossed and her green eyes gone sharp and cold, carrying the particular anger of someone who had organized her entire schedule down to the minute only to watch it come apart in front of her. "We're on a strict schedule, anomaly. If you walk out of this vehicle right now, do not expect me to sit here and wait for you to crawl your way back."
Zaeryn only smiled at her, the venom in her voice landing nowhere near him anymore. "Duty calls. Try not to miss me too much while I'm gone."
