"Try not to dwell on the 'what if's', Cliffjumper. It does little good- and we both might well have been captured or killed," he says, accidentally echoing Cliffjumper's thoughts.
Mirage splayed his hands out, shrugging. Motioning Cliffjumper toward the seats, he took his own beside the altar, pointedly casual.
"We should simply be glad to be alive and functional, and learn from the event as we can."
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Date: 2014-11-01 10:36 pm (UTC)Mirage splayed his hands out, shrugging. Motioning Cliffjumper toward the seats, he took his own beside the altar, pointedly casual.
"We should simply be glad to be alive and functional, and learn from the event as we can."
He managed a crooked grin.
"It's what good spies do, after all."