#i need to make interaction tags cnnjf

[galraxn]

Perhaps he'd been too tired to care, rubbing eyes and drinking a little too hot of tea as he put his pistol back into one solid piece. A saber on the work bench, in pieces, awaiting him before he spun around in the chair. " so what if, theoretically, you join my crew? Or are ya'll the lone lioness type? "

She’d been sprawled across a chair behind him, typing away at the data pad in her hands. By now, Elara had grown comfortable aboard Alphonse’s ship and was content to make herself at home. It was unlike her, to spend so much time with someone else. Elara wasn’t usually the type to work as a partner. And yet— she’d stuck around.

When the question hit, she paused, shocked by the offer. “I—“ He really wanted her to stay? Slowly, shock melted away into a soft smile. “I’d love to join your crew.” Her ears pressed back sheepishly, a soft flush coloring her cheeks. “I’ve never really stuck around long enough to be a team, before. No one’s ever asked.”