Virmad manages — with difficulty, but he manages it — to prevent himself from turning bright red, although internally he’s screaming, HE’S FLIRTING WITH ME.
“Now that you mention it,” he says, “I probably shouldn’t say more. Or at least...” He considers. “I shouldn’t go into detail, anyway. You borrowed some calendrical lenses from the station where I was posted, and I was temporarily assigned to one of them. So I was only technically under your command, but...”
He trails off, gesturing vaguely. “In any case, it was...an interesting battle. You...intrigued me. I hoped I’d have a chance to meet you in person someday.” He smiles. “I admit I never would have expected it would be under these circumstances.”
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“Now that you mention it,” he says, “I probably shouldn’t say more. Or at least...” He considers. “I shouldn’t go into detail, anyway. You borrowed some calendrical lenses from the station where I was posted, and I was temporarily assigned to one of them. So I was only technically under your command, but...”
He trails off, gesturing vaguely. “In any case, it was...an interesting battle. You...intrigued me. I hoped I’d have a chance to meet you in person someday.” He smiles. “I admit I never would have expected it would be under these circumstances.”