[ She could get used to being the one hovering behind the pilot's seat instead of the one sitting in it and being hovered over. There's an essence of power there, of control, and she'd be lying if she said that she didn't like the feeling. There's been too little control over her own life lately.
Casey fucks up and she shifts her weight, hovers over him a little more. ] Do it again. You need to know this.
[ And if he thinks she won't make him repeat it until he gets it right, he's got another thing coming. ]
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Casey fucks up and she shifts her weight, hovers over him a little more. ] Do it again. You need to know this.
[ And if he thinks she won't make him repeat it until he gets it right, he's got another thing coming. ]