[What is he looking for? To be fair, he's probably not going to find it by staring at the same footage over and over again. But it's as good a place as any to focus the restlessness that's been hovering at the edges of his attention. She's saying all the right things and frowning in all the right places. He's read the warrant requesting the finest members of the RAC to look into the matter of Lady Derrish's mysterious sickness and dismissed it as a stunt immediately. Nothing about the Nine screams impartial, they wouldn't risk inviting an investigation unless they had an angle on it, and he's not interested in playing out the part for a paycheck. They'll have plenty of stooges to choose from, with a price tag like that.
Logically, it's not his problem. He tells himself he's not here to track the Nine's bullshit or right the crooked politics of the Quad. He's found himself chewing on the matter anyway, like a dog with a bone.
Without thinking overmuch about using Ignis as a sounding board—maybe he's just got one of those voices—he closes the video and reaches for his drink. What else.]
Lets say I wouldn't be surprised if we were getting an update sooner rather than later.
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Logically, it's not his problem. He tells himself he's not here to track the Nine's bullshit or right the crooked politics of the Quad. He's found himself chewing on the matter anyway, like a dog with a bone.
Without thinking overmuch about using Ignis as a sounding board—maybe he's just got one of those voices—he closes the video and reaches for his drink. What else.]
Lets say I wouldn't be surprised if we were getting an update sooner rather than later.
[(Lo and behold, not a few days later, they do.)]