She looks over her shoulder. "If you have the information, Monsieur, might I have it?" She doesn't bother fluttering her eyelashes or any of the other nonsense she usually uses to get what she wants. If she can't get it from Vincent, then she can get it from Thrawn with very little effort.
She returns her attention to underneath the patch, sucking in air through her teeth at the look of it. Fascinating.
Thrawn inclines his head in acknowledgement, and removes the patch entirely to throw it away.
"Will that be all, Warden Valentine?"
To Justine, he turns to leave, but waits for her at the doorway, figuring she may linger and he'll offer to walk her out. He needs to apologize for the loss of her knife.
There's one last glance at the communicator where the lines around Vincent's eyes suggests he frowns. It's put away momentarily to focus on the final parting.
"Provided it doesn't have any sensitive information, I'll send you a copy," Vincent answers Justine without hesitation. "Sorry, I haven't had the time to go through all of it myself but it should be fine."
Then to Thrawn. Regarding the blue-skinned gentleman, Vincent only offers a nod. But an apology for the loss of the knife may not be necessary.
"I was able to confirm Trevor Belmont gave you the knife. So if you're ready to leave, I'll return it to you... Mademoiselle Florbelle."
Though he'll be walking it over to the door before handing it to her.
Justine just smiles. "Lovely!" she chirps, all pleasantries now, and will take the knife from him as she reaches the door. It gets tucked back inside of her corset and she looks up to Thrawn. She's quite pleased with herself, with this outing, now that it's concluded.
She has so much to write.
"Why is everyone so difficult on this ship?" she sighs, keeping her tone just loud enough to hopefully make it back to Vincent.
Ah yes, the classics. Vincent watches the two leave. He probably didn't miss the words at all but once they're on the way he turns to enter the infirmary again, likely to clean up.
Though... there is a subtle movement of his shoulders as if amusement caused a brief, silent chuckle.
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She returns her attention to underneath the patch, sucking in air through her teeth at the look of it. Fascinating.
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Thrawn inclines his head in acknowledgement, and removes the patch entirely to throw it away.
"Will that be all, Warden Valentine?"
To Justine, he turns to leave, but waits for her at the doorway, figuring she may linger and he'll offer to walk her out. He needs to apologize for the loss of her knife.
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"Provided it doesn't have any sensitive information, I'll send you a copy," Vincent answers Justine without hesitation. "Sorry, I haven't had the time to go through all of it myself but it should be fine."
Then to Thrawn. Regarding the blue-skinned gentleman, Vincent only offers a nod. But an apology for the loss of the knife may not be necessary.
"I was able to confirm Trevor Belmont gave you the knife. So if you're ready to leave, I'll return it to you... Mademoiselle Florbelle."
Though he'll be walking it over to the door before handing it to her.
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She has so much to write.
"Why is everyone so difficult on this ship?" she sighs, keeping her tone just loud enough to hopefully make it back to Vincent.
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"A low level of trust, I presume."
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Though... there is a subtle movement of his shoulders as if amusement caused a brief, silent chuckle.