[ He takes a breath. All he wants to do is stay curled up in a ball, face pressed to the wall. But instead, he shoves himself up, grits his jaw, and turns, finally, to face her. His face is haggard - he looks worse, even, than during those dark days of starvation and misery. ]
Imperial Security. Domestic Affairs. Not an agent by training, but that doesn't change my obligations to you.
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Imperial Security. Domestic Affairs. Not an agent by training, but that doesn't change my obligations to you.