To be honest, Grace couldn't have picked a more convenient spot to set down. But that doesn't stop her from looking at Trudy sidelong, chewing on the inside of her cheek because goddamn does she want a cigarette.
Once they've landed, she unbelts herself and pulls that unlit cigarette from behind her ear, sticking it in the corner of her mouth.
"Nice flyin'," she remarks as she moves to the back of the Samson.
In true Grace Augustine fashion, it'll be up to Trudy to decide if she was being sarcastic or sincere.
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"You passed it."
To be honest, Grace couldn't have picked a more convenient spot to set down. But that doesn't stop her from looking at Trudy sidelong, chewing on the inside of her cheek because goddamn does she want a cigarette.
Once they've landed, she unbelts herself and pulls that unlit cigarette from behind her ear, sticking it in the corner of her mouth.
"Nice flyin'," she remarks as she moves to the back of the Samson.
In true Grace Augustine fashion, it'll be up to Trudy to decide if she was being sarcastic or sincere.