"Well what about plan C? Tip off the Elites for one of the many, many rules that he's broken and just let them kill him. With a front row seat of course." Faith turned her head to wink at him but immediately frowned in confusion.
She was seated sideways in a comfortable armchair, her legs dangling over the arm as she tossed her commlink into the air and caught it repeatedly. Yet, upon seeing the faraway look in Ezra's eyes she snatched it from the air and whistled sharply.
Ezra jolted in his leather chair behind the desk and blinked repeatedly, "Ah! What? What were you saying?"
Faith stared back at him with a deadpan expression and shook her head, "Forget it, you seem occupied with other things. As usual." She added returning to tossing her link into the air, her amber eyes narrowed.
"Sorry, Alden. I just...have a lot on my mind." He rubbed at his face tiredly, "Did you find anything when you patrolled the wall?" He asked.
Faith shook her head, no.
