[i][h3][color=PaleTurquoise]Winter[/color][/h3][/i]
Winter's attention was drawn to Winston as he started fleshing out a plan to get in and get out with as few complications as possible. It seemed plausible… but a childish part of her begged for an alternative where she could more actively avoid Taran. (She also wanted to raise an eyebrow at the implication there was anything discreet about Prince or Taran, but she supposed everything was relative when it came to this crew.) Winter quashed that part immediately, frustration growing. This was ridiculous. All he'd done was give her a stolen necklace. She shouldn't have been avoiding him or getting so worked up about a silly trinket when it probably didn't even mean anything. Besides, it was [i]Taran[/i]. Taran who was never serious about anything and was likely trying to bribe her so she wouldn't poison his next meal.

Against her better judgement, she risked a glance over at the crew mate in question. It was the way he'd looked at her when he'd done it though. How his hand had lingered on hers for just a moment too long…

Winter was absolutely [i]not[/i] blushing. She didn't blush. 

She snapped her eyes over to Jax when the girl spoke. Thankful for something else to think about, Winter contemplated what she said.

[color=PaleTurquoise]"Diversions tend to work best when done [i]before[/i] the criminal act,"[/color] she said. She was relieved to find her voice steady when she talked. [color=PaleTurquoise]"The four of us will go in, and the rest will stay out, doing what they do best."[/color] The corner of Winter's mouth quirked up as she looked at Jax. The young mechanic (and a good portion of the crew) would certainly enjoy the chance to wreak some havoc. [color=PaleTurquoise]"If I'm understanding correctly?"[/color] She directed this at the captain, silently asking for clarification.