[She, because it's a hell of a lot easier to think about this bizarre situation if she looks at it from that perspective. Because she likes to think that she's grown up some, since those days when she was a kid. (She has, and she hasn't.)
She doesn’t flinch away from that scrutinizing gaze of his, knowing full well she’s only painting half a picture here for him to go on. Not that she’s ever been particularly good at giving details when asked about herself, much to the bemused annoyance of her colleagues, but here with a squirming and angry girl in her arms who is moments away from lashing out again, it’s not exactly a situation conducive to digging into specifics.
At least the younger-her stops her struggling for a moment after Cassian shakes off her fleeting grasp. She’s watching him with suspicion even as the two adults exchange that glance.]
She just wants to prove she’s still strong. If we can wear her out, then—
[“Stop talking about me like I’m not even here!”
Right, shit. This probably wasn’t helping matters.
And before she can do much more that think about that, the girl suddenly leaps back into action, breaking free from Gavial’s grasp with the suddenness of her movement. Young-Gavial whirls around once free, raising a fist to swing at her, while at the same time her tail lashes out in a low-arc to try to sweep right into Cassian’s leg.
no subject
She doesn’t flinch away from that scrutinizing gaze of his, knowing full well she’s only painting half a picture here for him to go on. Not that she’s ever been particularly good at giving details when asked about herself, much to the bemused annoyance of her colleagues, but here with a squirming and angry girl in her arms who is moments away from lashing out again, it’s not exactly a situation conducive to digging into specifics.
At least the younger-her stops her struggling for a moment after Cassian shakes off her fleeting grasp. She’s watching him with suspicion even as the two adults exchange that glance.]
She just wants to prove she’s still strong. If we can wear her out, then—
[“Stop talking about me like I’m not even here!”
Right, shit. This probably wasn’t helping matters.
And before she can do much more that think about that, the girl suddenly leaps back into action, breaking free from Gavial’s grasp with the suddenness of her movement. Young-Gavial whirls around once free, raising a fist to swing at her, while at the same time her tail lashes out in a low-arc to try to sweep right into Cassian’s leg.
Guess she's answering that question for them.]