[He reminds her so much of one of her baby Lieutenants, in that moment. The ones that her other Lieutenants all treated like a little cousin, the ones that everyone wanted to ruffle the hair of and that they hated to see run off into battle.
They were never her favorites, exactly, but neither did they earn her ire the way Seivarden's type did. Those young lieutenants were the ones that her ancillaries would spend long, late nights sneaking sedatives for and preparing calming tea, when they came back. If they came back.
Slowly exhaling, Breq lowers her mug, and double-checks that the expression she's wearing is a pleasant one.]
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[He reminds her so much of one of her baby Lieutenants, in that moment. The ones that her other Lieutenants all treated like a little cousin, the ones that everyone wanted to ruffle the hair of and that they hated to see run off into battle.
They were never her favorites, exactly, but neither did they earn her ire the way Seivarden's type did. Those young lieutenants were the ones that her ancillaries would spend long, late nights sneaking sedatives for and preparing calming tea, when they came back. If they came back.
Slowly exhaling, Breq lowers her mug, and double-checks that the expression she's wearing is a pleasant one.]
After some rest, of course.