It so happens that Sei is the only one in the gene labs when Natasha comes looking to talk, and Sei is perfectly pleased to discuss anything regarding her gene therapy. It's only natural for her to have concerns, after all. But the quiet conversation is shortly interrupted when Diya storms in -- and storm is really the best word for it when the woman is otherwise so composed, but now looks like she may as well have brought the crack of thunder with her.
Diya is unusually agitated, her face drawn and almost angry, yet there's still a faint desperation for hope lurking in her eyes. Nothing about her appearance is any less composed than usual, but the energy about her feels frantic, off-kilter, thrown badly off balance. She doesn't even seem to notice Natasha as she enters, a data disk clutched tightly in one hand. Ba Talim, ever present at Sei's side, looks just slightly wide-eyed.
"Sei," Diya says, her voice taut and pained, "we must talk."
the assassination
Diya is unusually agitated, her face drawn and almost angry, yet there's still a faint desperation for hope lurking in her eyes. Nothing about her appearance is any less composed than usual, but the energy about her feels frantic, off-kilter, thrown badly off balance. She doesn't even seem to notice Natasha as she enters, a data disk clutched tightly in one hand. Ba Talim, ever present at Sei's side, looks just slightly wide-eyed.
"Sei," Diya says, her voice taut and pained, "we must talk."