[Jane looks her over - the armor, the bearing, the N7 on the breastplate. It reminds her of her. Alliance, definitely, though she wasn't aware of any other N7s still kicking it in the system.]
If you're dead, so am I.
[Her reassurances, such as they are, tend to be hit or miss. People go to Chakwas or Kelly - went to Kelly - for that. Regardless, she waves Olivia in, the cinders on her cigarette smoldering.] You want to stay and keep me company, you can.
[She pauses, then pulls a small cocktail glass over to her. There aren't any ashtrays around. It'll do. She pulls her eyes away from the door and takes another long drag, the tip of the cigarette lighting up cherry-red.]
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If you're dead, so am I.
[Her reassurances, such as they are, tend to be hit or miss. People go to Chakwas or Kelly - went to Kelly - for that. Regardless, she waves Olivia in, the cinders on her cigarette smoldering.] You want to stay and keep me company, you can.
[She pauses, then pulls a small cocktail glass over to her. There aren't any ashtrays around. It'll do. She pulls her eyes away from the door and takes another long drag, the tip of the cigarette lighting up cherry-red.]
I'm not ready to head back out there just yet.