#shadowrun dragonfall

Oval pokes at her ice and the dregs of the lemonade slush with a straw. The last bit of adrenaline from the panic attack still buzzes in her limbs. To Hide's credit, the ice did help shake her mind back into place. The lid pops off with ease as she dumps more of it into her mouth, letting the ice dissolve. His gaze is on everything else. The people walking by, the nearby shops, the hidden stations Altug put up that she's seen him fix once or twice. The little nudge in her mind, magical or not, lets her know he has an eye on her, but he's good at hiding it. She analyzes him further, wondering if it'll bother him enough to ask her why she's staring. "So," she starts casually. His attention lags, turning slightly, still watching someone on the street, before facing her fully. "When you deal with…" she gestures vaguely with her straw. "…stuff like this. What do you do?" He huffs. Either at her boldness to ask or her assumption of when. The toe of his boot taps the pavement a few times before he shrugs. "Wait it out." "You just thug it out?" she asks incredulously. "I…. yeah. Sure," he sighs, and she swears it's to cover a laugh. "I 'thug it out.'"