[ It's a sound proposal. There's no arguing that getting away from the empire is in her best interest, and while she's curious about his own reason for leaving (Especially after he seemed to almost hesitate. Had she imagined it? No, she doesn't think she did.) she also recognizes that now is very much so NOT the time to ask.
She doesn't have the luxury of a reasonable deliberation time either, and so she decides that even if she cannot trust Lotor, she can at least trust her gut. Her gut is telling her to take the offer and go while they both still have their hides intact. ]
Then I accept your proposed alliance.
[ Resisting the urge to look back the way they'd both come from, she finally begins to draw further away from the crater, closer to Lotor. No sudden movements, but there is urgency and tension visible in the measure of her stride all the same. She regards him for a moment, then holds out her hand once she's within reach. She means to shake on it, to seal their arrangement. The sooner that they've sealed this deal, the sooner they can leave. ]
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She doesn't have the luxury of a reasonable deliberation time either, and so she decides that even if she cannot trust Lotor, she can at least trust her gut. Her gut is telling her to take the offer and go while they both still have their hides intact. ]
Then I accept your proposed alliance.
[ Resisting the urge to look back the way they'd both come from, she finally begins to draw further away from the crater, closer to Lotor. No sudden movements, but there is urgency and tension visible in the measure of her stride all the same. She regards him for a moment, then holds out her hand once she's within reach. She means to shake on it, to seal their arrangement. The sooner that they've sealed this deal, the sooner they can leave. ]