[He listens as she talks, eyebrows down, absorbing the information. He's always been good with tactics, but tactics, past the very basic, rely on reliable intel and he's been sorely lacking in that area since his capture. Not just the world, but the entire universe has changed and he knows practically nothing at all about it. He can't be effective if he's ignorant. What she gives him is the start of building blocks.
His eyes shift to watch her from their edges as she shifts onto the bed and he feels it move under him but he doesn't turn his head. Her touch doesn't send revulsion across his skin. It's... a nice change. She's also surprisingly good at first aid for a Queen. It's not a complaint at all, competence is survival. But he isn't sure if it says more about her or more about her planet and what its queen has been expected to do in the past. He pins the strands she's given him together and makes a guess.]
We're going to go rescue him? And then - bring him back here?
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His eyes shift to watch her from their edges as she shifts onto the bed and he feels it move under him but he doesn't turn his head. Her touch doesn't send revulsion across his skin. It's... a nice change. She's also surprisingly good at first aid for a Queen. It's not a complaint at all, competence is survival. But he isn't sure if it says more about her or more about her planet and what its queen has been expected to do in the past. He pins the strands she's given him together and makes a guess.]
We're going to go rescue him? And then - bring him back here?