Lynn just nodded to Kira's word about her father. No way she would say or even think anything that might challenge this opinion.  She just raised an eyebrow when Kira growled at her about the soup and arched it even further viewing what she did with the pills "You're not dying - I'm not even and I'm quite a bit nearer to it." She could be brutally honest and took the first spoon of her soup, laid the spoon down and started scratching under her left sleeve. To be honest Lynn was not up to become collateral damage in the chaos that was unfolding at the moment...

And Ace did not make it better. She had looked at both of them when he talked about [i]it[/i]. Sure she recognized his attempt to pull her attention, but she had not held his look for long, just a very short moment and it was more than obvious that she did not like being looked in the eyes. Her gaze had turned to her food rather fast. "Not the same as you. And not as interested in doing shit again under supervision, shackles and cameras - but hey that's your boat and your axe to sink it." It was merely more than a whisper, just loud enough for Ace. Even Kira would most likely not hear all of it. There was no need to get him into trouble, in her eyes. Not her cup of tea, not her job and shit she had learned that angry fellows were as dangerous as pissed off guards. It was still always useful to show that there was still an ace up the sleeve.
"Dad send me here, my name is Lynn." She spoke louder again, while stirring her soup and only very slowly eating it. WHY her dad had sent her here was either to remain a secret or it had no reason. Her eyes were either on her tray or she looked around, waiting for hell or some kind of chaos to break lose.