[...Sure. Why not. It's easy enough for her to get out no matter where she's seated. He'd probably like the move-ability of an aisle seat.
She slips past him and into the seat, settling with her legs stretched out as far as they can get.
If she's gonna let him try to be the Boss (a hard role to fill and she was still very dubious about his ability) she might as well grant him a few unsolicited words. Like a loan for when she didn't want to give him anything at all.]
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She slips past him and into the seat, settling with her legs stretched out as far as they can get.
If she's gonna let him try to be the Boss (a hard role to fill and she was still very dubious about his ability) she might as well grant him a few unsolicited words. Like a loan for when she didn't want to give him anything at all.]
...What're we doing.