“We had a deal, Jaq.”
So far, the meeting hadn’t been going well.
“’S just one favour, Reiko. C’mon, old friends?”
Old friends was, Atton suspected, the wrong way to put it. A former subordinate in the Sith, an ex-girlfriend from after the Sith, but never really friends. He would’ve much preferred to keep his distance from the Coruscant art gallery where she worked.
Atton took a step back as the nearby woman stopped examining a painting to whirl on him, scowling and striding over to him, raising one hand to jab him in the chest. Atton took another step back, raising his hands defensively.
“I did you one favour when I didn’t throw you out,” Reiko snapped. “We had a deal. You said you wouldn’t contact me anymore. What happens if somebody sees you here?”
“Aw, worried your husband will see me and think you’re socialising with riff-raff? Or worse, even.” Atton wiggled his eyebrows at her, grinning at her. Reiko’s lips twitched, but she didn’t smile outright.
“I’m worried that I’m going to get all your enemies on my doorstep. See, some of us have made lives for ourselves.”
“Look, I’m not going t’put you in any danger. I just need you and Leyo to dig around for me, okay? And then you never have t’see me again.”
Reiko sighed, running a hand through her hair. It was a gesture Atton had grown very familiar with - She was relenting, giving him a chance.
“Come on, I’ll get you a drink.”
So far, the meeting hadn’t been going well.
“’S just one favour, Reiko. C’mon, old friends?”
Old friends was, Atton suspected, the wrong way to put it. A former subordinate in the Sith, an ex-girlfriend from after the Sith, but never really friends. He would’ve much preferred to keep his distance from the Coruscant art gallery where she worked.
Atton took a step back as the nearby woman stopped examining a painting to whirl on him, scowling and striding over to him, raising one hand to jab him in the chest. Atton took another step back, raising his hands defensively.
“I did you one favour when I didn’t throw you out,” Reiko snapped. “We had a deal. You said you wouldn’t contact me anymore. What happens if somebody sees you here?”
“Aw, worried your husband will see me and think you’re socialising with riff-raff? Or worse, even.” Atton wiggled his eyebrows at her, grinning at her. Reiko’s lips twitched, but she didn’t smile outright.
“I’m worried that I’m going to get all your enemies on my doorstep. See, some of us have made lives for ourselves.”
“Look, I’m not going t’put you in any danger. I just need you and Leyo to dig around for me, okay? And then you never have t’see me again.”
Reiko sighed, running a hand through her hair. It was a gesture Atton had grown very familiar with - She was relenting, giving him a chance.
“Come on, I’ll get you a drink.”