[ thank the stars you aren't a complete idiot. Ras is still glaring though, eyes darting around again just to make sure that no one was paying attention. as far as he can tell, no one is, but--
deflating a little Ras leans against the bar and gives He Ming a flat look.]
Well pretend you don't know me at all, please.
[ if that sounds a little strained, a little stilted, it might be because it is a word that does not often come out of his mouth. not when he was a prince, or when he was in the military. but it is necessary now, and he doesn't mean to be a petty brat about things.
most of the time.
there is another beat of silence where Ras just seems to stare at He Ming, calculating. trying to remember what he could of the other, if this was a mistake. finally:] Do you have your own ship?
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deflating a little Ras leans against the bar and gives He Ming a flat look.]
Well pretend you don't know me at all, please.
[ if that sounds a little strained, a little stilted, it might be because it is a word that does not often come out of his mouth. not when he was a prince, or when he was in the military. but it is necessary now, and he doesn't mean to be a petty brat about things.
most of the time.
there is another beat of silence where Ras just seems to stare at He Ming, calculating. trying to remember what he could of the other, if this was a mistake. finally:] Do you have your own ship?