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[tallasaking]

[Tyrion's face appears on the screen, scarred and faintly bemused, as he peers at the feed, then shifts something off to the side. Some sort of computing device. He shifts it again, and the screen changes, narrows, with a small bit of scripts running along the top. He sighs, shakes his head a little.]

I need someone who has the communications augment. This ... this is not secure enough. It is secure, but not secure absolutely. Which is what we require.

[He grumbles, and goes back to fiddling with wires.]

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She gives him a little shrug and a small, half-cocked grin.

"Whatever way you need." A sigh, she glances down at her feet for a moment then back over at Tyrion. "I'm trying to be a little more ... people friendly, so, yes; a friendly non-threatening way."

"You think I could pull it off?"

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[tallasaking]

He glanced over at her, his lips twitching up at the corners at her expression, before he smiled himself. "You know, that might be the first time that I've seen you actually relax enough to try that way -- so I think you can."