Caimeag crosses her arms and leans on the ship. “Okay, but you’ll have to wait at least another week. I’m the only one willing to go out that far right now, your choice. Ride with me, or another week with whatever your running from.”
Caimeag sighs and spreads her hands with her palms up. “I know you can feel it. I’m like you, but I bet your better than I am.” She chuckles at herself. “I heard they could help me here, so I’m here.”
Caimeag raises an eyebrow. “You know what I-?” She sighs and shakes her head. “Never mind. If you don’t want to go with me, fine, but have fun finding another pilot. And good luck stealing a ship if that doesn’t work.”
Caimeag huffs in amusement and turns away. “So because I brought up the fact that we’re alike, how we’re alike, your life’s been chaos. My apologies,” she turns back around and dips into a slight bow.