"Quit looking so smug." She poked the the map with a socked foot as if to make a point, and leaned back, watching him. There was definitely something he wasn't mentioning-- there was almost always something he wasn't mentioning, honestly--, but she knew when to push and when not to.
Was this a work thing? She figured it was, by default, and that was fine. She'd help out if she thought he needed it, or stand by and wait if he didn't seem to. He might be a little on the bumbling side sometimes, but he was capable-- as capable as anyone she knew, anyway.
But there was a conversation to be having here, so he didn't catch on to her mind working the mile-a-minute she was going. "A greasy spoon?" Her voice was mock-disapproving, a matter of pride for her as a cook. "Guess it'll do. I could use some tea or coffee or something. Still a little bit sleepy. How do you even stay awake, driving this long?"
She had the sneaking suspicion that she'd be spending a lot of time drowsy on these flat roads. Realm travel was much faster-- an hour or two, usually, sometimes more if you were on a high-class vessel like the Cygnus, or headed somewhere particularly far. The shuttles out of Facinaturu took somewhere around two hours to get to the main hubs. Not the... five, six hours this trip was taking.
They weren't quite as comfortable, though. Driving like this, she could almost understand the look Dean got sometimes, when he talked about the open road. She'd probably understand completely, by the end of this trip.
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Was this a work thing? She figured it was, by default, and that was fine. She'd help out if she thought he needed it, or stand by and wait if he didn't seem to. He might be a little on the bumbling side sometimes, but he was capable-- as capable as anyone she knew, anyway.
But there was a conversation to be having here, so he didn't catch on to her mind working the mile-a-minute she was going. "A greasy spoon?" Her voice was mock-disapproving, a matter of pride for her as a cook. "Guess it'll do. I could use some tea or coffee or something. Still a little bit sleepy. How do you even stay awake, driving this long?"
She had the sneaking suspicion that she'd be spending a lot of time drowsy on these flat roads. Realm travel was much faster-- an hour or two, usually, sometimes more if you were on a high-class vessel like the Cygnus, or headed somewhere particularly far. The shuttles out of Facinaturu took somewhere around two hours to get to the main hubs. Not the... five, six hours this trip was taking.
They weren't quite as comfortable, though. Driving like this, she could almost understand the look Dean got sometimes, when he talked about the open road. She'd probably understand completely, by the end of this trip.