I-172-Lia: Spanial, Karmen’s Cabin (N-Space at Captree System)
Typically Karmenesque, a smile touches her face at Lia’s words, but she’s hopeless at accepting compliments and doesn’t respond, choosing instead to focus on the concrete issue at hand: “Didn’t think it’d be an issue, but I’ve been burned in the past by not being clear on these sorts of things up front.
“We need to clear up anythin’ else? You need anything from me for your departure?
“Don’t forget to take that plant of yours. Pretty sure it wouldn’t enjoy being in a crate in the hold and the rest of us would just kill it through neglect.”
She frowns.
“Well, maybe not Kwint.”
Lia is torn between horror and amusement over Rosaline (and her new as yet unnamed sibling) and her potential death.
“Definitely taking her with me, don’t stress. I don’t think there’s anything else, except to say thank you. For taking me on and welcoming me into the crew. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
She nods.
“I’ll start the conversation about possible cargo for you.”