Sonya raised an eyebrow at Ogrin. Her fingers drummed against Lace's thigh in agitation at the implication that she couldn't protect herself, but the elf said nothing. She nodded as Johnson left, picking up a credstick and putting it in a pocket.<br/><br/>"Well, who's up for some drinks before we officially start the operation?" Sonya said, finally pulling her hand away from Lace's thigh, but not before reaching up a bit further than before.