[She nods slowly, thinking back to their last contact with Keith and the rest of the Blade of Marmora.] We were on our way to Galra Central Command.
[Her words are clipped, more uneasy than her normal open disdain for the Galra empire. Not only because of their current complicated relationship with the empire (nevermind that all of that was now, suddenly, irrelevant—the storm can take the war from the princess; it would take much longer to take the princess from the war) but also because of Keith. He's cagey at the best of times, but she can't shake the feeling that he's holding something back.]
no subject
[Her words are clipped, more uneasy than her normal open disdain for the Galra empire. Not only because of their current complicated relationship with the empire (nevermind that all of that was now, suddenly, irrelevant—the storm can take the war from the princess; it would take much longer to take the princess from the war) but also because of Keith. He's cagey at the best of times, but she can't shake the feeling that he's holding something back.]
...What do you know that I don't?