[The thing is that Clementine does her best work when given someone to lead. Stephen doesn't present the force of personality that her previous employer had, nor does she have the benefit of belief that came with the Order of the Dragon; but this is simple enough work. She can follow him in it until another path, another option presents itself.]
[She wonders if this was planned out deliberately. Debates acting out, just to see what he will do, what his contingency plan for that will be. Her gun is at his back; she could press it against the base of his skull and see which way he twitches.]
[But he moves smoothly and quietly, and he doesn't ask her questions, and she finds herself acquiescing to calm despite herself.]
[She doesn't show off. She lets him lead. He's good enough, and there will be time, later, to show him what she can do. Think of him as a superior officer for the moment. Don't let him catch you looking at him sideways. See what he makes of it, see what he gives away.]
[When she catches a print that he doesn't, a few broken twigs, she gestures silently. This way. But that's all the indication she gives. This has got to be the most silent conversation she's ever had.]
[She likes it. Which, to the paranoid majority of her brain, means the other shoe's about to drop.]
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[She wonders if this was planned out deliberately. Debates acting out, just to see what he will do, what his contingency plan for that will be. Her gun is at his back; she could press it against the base of his skull and see which way he twitches.]
[But he moves smoothly and quietly, and he doesn't ask her questions, and she finds herself acquiescing to calm despite herself.]
[She doesn't show off. She lets him lead. He's good enough, and there will be time, later, to show him what she can do. Think of him as a superior officer for the moment. Don't let him catch you looking at him sideways. See what he makes of it, see what he gives away.]
[When she catches a print that he doesn't, a few broken twigs, she gestures silently. This way. But that's all the indication she gives. This has got to be the most silent conversation she's ever had.]
[She likes it. Which, to the paranoid majority of her brain, means the other shoe's about to drop.]