No, somehow Sonia remains in the dark as to Byerly's time traveller status. Miles hasn't told her, and she certainly wasn't privy to the details of Byerly's fast-penta interrogation. She lets out an annoyed little tch as she watches him drink, and she really does roll her eyes this time. "For God's sake, Byerly, just go and give the man your report tomorrow. I think you're flattering yourself, and avoidance pisses him off more than failure anyway. He'll track you down if he has to. I don't recommend that."
She sounds like she's speaking from experience, although definitely not in any military context. She gives him a surprisingly shrewd look for how drunk she is, but the effect is almost entirely ruined by the way she cocks her head to the side. "I'm becoming more ambitious," she declares, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "No ring. I'll start small. Just the one. It's all thanks to you, you know. Do you know what I did after you left?"
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No, somehow Sonia remains in the dark as to Byerly's time traveller status. Miles hasn't told her, and she certainly wasn't privy to the details of Byerly's fast-penta interrogation. She lets out an annoyed little tch as she watches him drink, and she really does roll her eyes this time. "For God's sake, Byerly, just go and give the man your report tomorrow. I think you're flattering yourself, and avoidance pisses him off more than failure anyway. He'll track you down if he has to. I don't recommend that."
She sounds like she's speaking from experience, although definitely not in any military context. She gives him a surprisingly shrewd look for how drunk she is, but the effect is almost entirely ruined by the way she cocks her head to the side. "I'm becoming more ambitious," she declares, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "No ring. I'll start small. Just the one. It's all thanks to you, you know. Do you know what I did after you left?"