"Yeah, well, Harper'll get over it until it passes." The migraine, she means. A galaxy away, and his brain is still going to keep rejecting his implant. She gives him a lopsided grin as she moves closer to him, leaning against a wall with her arms crossed over her chest.
The grin is easy, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes. Worry makes her brow furrow, taking in the sight of him.
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Date: 2017-07-15 06:54 am (UTC)The grin is easy, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes. Worry makes her brow furrow, taking in the sight of him.
"You talk to the doc about this yet?"