Not gonna happen. [He's unusually serious as he looks at her. Holds her gaze. ] Because I had to stay behind to make sure the explosion happened, and you can't kill Savage unless it does.
I came here seconds from my death, Sara. The only way I'm gonna make it out of there is if I get my reward.
it raises a million more questions, like why him? well, he'd taken mick's place, so that's a given, but ... why not ray? why any of them, really? when beginning their mission, sara hadn't ever imagined losing any one member of their team. losing leonard feels especially like a punch to the gut, considering her ... friendship with him, if they'd ever call it that. she considers him maybe her closest ally on the team, regardless of how often she told him, even to his face, how she didn't like him, the words were always hollow and meaningless and she's sure that he knows it, too.
she tries her damnedest not to look upset, even if it's exceedingly difficult not to. len's here for a reason, sara tells herself. he can make it out of there.
with a soft sigh of a breath she hadn't realized she was holding, she picks up her hand of cards, averts her eyes from his watchful gaze to glance down at it. flatly, sara comments, ) Well, you'd better start working on your incentive.
[Sara may believe that Leonard is well aware that she likes him, but the truth is that he isn't as confident as it appears. Len doesn't have a good romantic history - or a romantic history at all - and few friends. He's more socially awkward than he lets on, dealing with most situations by deflecting attention away from his true feelings rather than forging connections.
But despite her attempts to hide her feelings, he does sense something that gives him hope.
He smiles sardonically and glances down at his cards]
Good, ( sara retorts a little too quickly, even if it comes across as genuine, but she's equally quick to add, as she looks up over her cards at him, razor sharp: ) And if you're cheating, I won't have any problem kicking your ass.
( gotta break the tension somehow, which is palpable between them. she's bad enough at dealing with her feelings about people, friendly or otherwise, so she doesn't need to fret over this messed up situation that's playing out before her very eyes when she can just call leonard out on his card-related bullshit. )
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I came here seconds from my death, Sara. The only way I'm gonna make it out of there is if I get my reward.
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leonard's supposed to — is going to — die?
it raises a million more questions, like why him? well, he'd taken mick's place, so that's a given, but ... why not ray? why any of them, really? when beginning their mission, sara hadn't ever imagined losing any one member of their team. losing leonard feels especially like a punch to the gut, considering her ... friendship with him, if they'd ever call it that. she considers him maybe her closest ally on the team, regardless of how often she told him, even to his face, how she didn't like him, the words were always hollow and meaningless and she's sure that he knows it, too.
she tries her damnedest not to look upset, even if it's exceedingly difficult not to. len's here for a reason, sara tells herself. he can make it out of there.
with a soft sigh of a breath she hadn't realized she was holding, she picks up her hand of cards, averts her eyes from his watchful gaze to glance down at it. flatly, sara comments, ) Well, you'd better start working on your incentive.
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But despite her attempts to hide her feelings, he does sense something that gives him hope.
He smiles sardonically and glances down at his cards]
Trust me. I'm working on it.
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( gotta break the tension somehow, which is palpable between them. she's bad enough at dealing with her feelings about people, friendly or otherwise, so she doesn't need to fret over this messed up situation that's playing out before her very eyes when she can just call leonard out on his card-related bullshit. )