"Show me," she challenged, her voice dropping to a low, intimate frequency. "Show me what's behind the protocol. I’ve heard the rumors about your kind. I need to know if the reality lives up to the hype."
Amala leaned into his touch, her eyes closing as she felt the surge of energy pass between them. It was a spark, a shock, a revelation.
"Look at them," she gestured to the masses below. "They spend their whole lives wondering 'what if.' They play it safe because they’re afraid of the burnout. But on this planet? We don't do 'safe.'"
"I didn't call you here for a report on the grid," she said, her eyes trailing over the sharp lines of his jaw. "I’m restless. The kind of restless that doesn't go away with a drink or a dance."
"Show me," she challenged, her voice dropping to a low, intimate frequency. "Show me what's behind the protocol. I’ve heard the rumors about your kind. I need to know if the reality lives up to the hype."
Amala leaned into his touch, her eyes closing as she felt the surge of energy pass between them. It was a spark, a shock, a revelation.
"Look at them," she gestured to the masses below. "They spend their whole lives wondering 'what if.' They play it safe because they’re afraid of the burnout. But on this planet? We don't do 'safe.'"
"I didn't call you here for a report on the grid," she said, her eyes trailing over the sharp lines of his jaw. "I’m restless. The kind of restless that doesn't go away with a drink or a dance."