Renfry had heard about the events that had taken place on Mandalore, and she was impressed. He was always a daunting power in every iteration. Renfry had come to Taris to greet him on his return, and she honestly wasn't sure who she would be greeting. It didn't really matter if she was Empress now or not, Raze made her viscerally uncomfortable, but the hard reality was that he was an absolute force of nature and there was absolutely no one who could deny it.
Despite the massive mood swings she'd been experiencing recently and the relative isolation she had imposed on herself as a result, she was absolutely determined that she was not going to get weepy, angry, hangry, or any other version of an overamplified emotion that she'd experienced... today. Yeah, all of those today.
Some of the fleet had returned, much of it hadn't. Rather than flying up to one of the destroyers, she simply waited at the landing platform, something that in and of itself was unusual. She rarely waited for someone else to land, but in this case she was far too eager for a later meeting.
Until the ship actually landed, she tapped away at more reports and messages that needed her attention, a constant slew of work that never seemed to end. Despite being eager to see him, there was a low, nagging feeling in her gut that she recognized as a tiny bit of anxiety (or was it this new baby-related reflux?).
Despite the massive mood swings she'd been experiencing recently and the relative isolation she had imposed on herself as a result, she was absolutely determined that she was not going to get weepy, angry, hangry, or any other version of an overamplified emotion that she'd experienced... today. Yeah, all of those today.
Some of the fleet had returned, much of it hadn't. Rather than flying up to one of the destroyers, she simply waited at the landing platform, something that in and of itself was unusual. She rarely waited for someone else to land, but in this case she was far too eager for a later meeting.
Until the ship actually landed, she tapped away at more reports and messages that needed her attention, a constant slew of work that never seemed to end. Despite being eager to see him, there was a low, nagging feeling in her gut that she recognized as a tiny bit of anxiety (or was it this new baby-related reflux?).