Her lips purse, features flattening out in irritation at being read so easily, but there's no further argument when she brushes her fingers across the paneling to shut it down entirely.]
Ahorita, mijo.
[Said as the door snaps shut behind him, dulling the noise of Dorado proper. Soft whirring of spent fans, desk lowering in to compress over itself. By the time he comes back, he'll be happy to know her console's stayed off: far corner still wholly dim.
Less happy to find her sorting through the hard drives he'd retrieved, but a compromise is a compromise all the same. She lifts one to the light, squinting at a few rows of barely legible lettering near the edge.]
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Her lips purse, features flattening out in irritation at being read so easily, but there's no further argument when she brushes her fingers across the paneling to shut it down entirely.]
Ahorita, mijo.
[Said as the door snaps shut behind him, dulling the noise of Dorado proper. Soft whirring of spent fans, desk lowering in to compress over itself. By the time he comes back, he'll be happy to know her console's stayed off: far corner still wholly dim.
Less happy to find her sorting through the hard drives he'd retrieved, but a compromise is a compromise all the same. She lifts one to the light, squinting at a few rows of barely legible lettering near the edge.]