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“It wasn’t, actually. But, fine. Have it your way. I suppose we’re in a stand-off, then. Might as well get comfortable,” she spoke, spotting a nearby chair and moving toward it, sitting down and kicking her feet up. “Your dedication is admirable, you know.”

“That’s always a good thing. My family didn’t really react much, but they never really reacted badly, either, so that was a plus.” Probably more preoccupied with thinking that she was dead for years.

“I am,” she nodded with a wide smile. God, was she cute. Sara considered the question for a moment, humming softly, “I’d like that, but the decision is yours. Do you want it to be a date-date, as you so eloquently put it?” she asked, teasing slightly.

“I think that’s a little dramatic. Surely, you have someone with a lower level of clearance that I could persuade,” she replied with a smirk. “Fine,” she replied. “If I can’t leave with this artifact, then meet me halfway — I have a way that I can show you what will happen if I don’t, but it’s a technology specific to my ship, so you’d have to be willing to follow me.”

“I see. Well, you know, everyone’s experience is different. But, from what I can do, you’re handling it incredibly well.”

Sara grinned as she saw Alex’s blush. She let out a little laugh, shaking her head. “Can I take you out sometime? You know, so I can flirt with you publicly,” she spoke, adding the joke at the end for good measure.

“Yes, Danvers. I’m most definitely flirting with you.”

"Ta-er al-Sahfer. It means the CANARY.”

“Do you always make yourself so hard to flirt with, or do you reserve that especially for me?”

Sara’s lips feigned a pout at the other woman’s reply before she began to smirk again, “You really think this would be the worst place that I’ve been locked up. This is child’s play,” she spoke with a challenging arch of her brow. She let out a little sigh, “Honestly, I know it sounds crazy, but there has to be some way that I can convince you of the worth of this thing and why it shouldn’t be here.”