A good friend of mine is going on the draft. His name is Shikamaru Nara. I've sparred with him before, and he's beaten me each time. [And she's good now, Jet.] I've trusted him with my life.
[And she meets his gaze very directly.] I want you to tell Smellerbee it's okay to listen to him. Not to take orders or do anything that she thinks is stupid, but to listen.
[It's an effort to sit still. Every bit of her wants to get up, to take Jet by the shoulders and physically impress on him how important this is - that there is someone (several someones, in fact) out there who Smellerbee can trust.
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A good friend of mine is going on the draft. His name is Shikamaru Nara. I've sparred with him before, and he's beaten me each time. [And she's good now, Jet.] I've trusted him with my life.
[And she meets his gaze very directly.] I want you to tell Smellerbee it's okay to listen to him. Not to take orders or do anything that she thinks is stupid, but to listen.
[It's an effort to sit still. Every bit of her wants to get up, to take Jet by the shoulders and physically impress on him how important this is - that there is someone (several someones, in fact) out there who Smellerbee can trust.
Please.]