Dolly is a good girl. Isn't she just? Just [i]such[/i] a good girl. In the middle of enemy territory, surrounded by danger on all sides, in the face of peril, she does just what she's supposed to.

"At ease," she says, putting one finger on the Terenian's lips, trying very hard not to melt straight into the floor. [i]Next to her, Jade is grinning so widely that the top of her head might just fall off.[/i] "I got this, okay? You can put your hands on me [i]after[/i]. For now, just sit tight." And here it is. The moment of truth. The moment where she has to be, briefly, not flustery over-her-head Seven Quetzal from the greenhouses but an actress pretending to be a smouldering-eyed goddess. Confident, in control of the situation, and using her body like a sword.

She looks the engineer dead in those dark Terenian eyes, so similar to Angela's, but younger, more like Dolly herself. She looks, and does not let go. "Do you think you can be a good girl and do that for me?"

[i]"I am never going to forget this," Jade whispers, kicking her feet in delight as she sits on the control panel, absolutely giddy.[/i]

[[b]9[/b] on an Entice.]