Hera looks away for a moment, ahead to the blur of hyperspace beyond them. She's frowning, slightly, her eyes sharp and focused, but with no hint of anger.
"The Empire works ripping whatever it can use from those living under it, and then leaving them with nothing. Or worse. Anything else is a nuisance, or a threat."
Hera looks back to her, her gaze becoming gentler.
"We don't work like that, Sabine. We don't see you as some set of skills to exploit, and I'd never want you to feel that you don't have a voice in this crew."
Yet her voice is tempered by the knowledge of what she'll say next. "But we do have to be careful."
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12/7/17 16:04 (UTC)"The Empire works ripping whatever it can use from those living under it, and then leaving them with nothing. Or worse. Anything else is a nuisance, or a threat."
Hera looks back to her, her gaze becoming gentler.
"We don't work like that, Sabine. We don't see you as some set of skills to exploit, and I'd never want you to feel that you don't have a voice in this crew."
Yet her voice is tempered by the knowledge of what she'll say next. "But we do have to be careful."