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[inimicus]

Ren. Leave a message.

Be sure it's worth listening to.

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[notimeforsorrow]

Why wouldn't he? He's had to, all those years before we got married. Or get married, since it hasn't even happened yet as far as I'm concerned.

[Otherwise there'd be a lot of Solos running around, just sayin'.]

[It felt selfish of her to want Ben to stay so she could spend more time with him, get to know him before they went back to their galaxy and took up their respective roles - so she just nodded.]

Don't forget about me when you go back.

[inimicus]

I'm not going to be going that soon, we're not like that. Not that there's a problem.

[This conversation is going south and quickly.] And how can I forget you when I go back? You keep sending people on in to shoot. Tsk.

[notimeforsorrow]

Probably sooner than I will, at any rate.

[She gave him a deadpan look, which was followed by a sigh. Believe it or not, she wasn't here to talk about schisms or politics.]

Just don't.

Anyway, now that you're back in the city, let's meet up again.

[inimicus]

[It's obvious that Ren is weighing the pros and cons on if he should push his luck or not. It's a very Solo trait and if Ren ever realizes it he'd be mortified.]

Hmm. Alright. [This way he can figure out if she's going to bother his officer or not. And maybe he can still remember feeling bad when they'd argued last.]

[notimeforsorrow]

[She gives him a small smile.]

Good. I found a place I think you'll like. I'll keep you posted.