[ Calling people out on their bullshit is what Daisy Johnson does, and she's just gotten better at it over the years. She notices more now, is better at observing and strategizing, but she'll probably never be all that great at knowing when to hold back her choice remarks.
The way Poe looks away and pointedly goes about his own business speaks volumes to the relationship between the two of them. The AI might run the hotel but he's not the one in charge; at the same time, the guy isn't issuing orders or being cruel to the digital soul working for him. It reminds her a bit of how Coulson had spoken of Stark and JARVIS — she hopes it proves to be an apt comparison.
Asshole Guy moves closer and she stays right where she is, not physically readying herself for a fight but still mentally preparing for one. No powers, she reminds herself. Not unless it's a last resort type of situation. ]
None of the above. I didn't choose to come to this planet and I don't want to be here any longer than I have to. I'm just biding my time until I can find my way off it.
[ Not a single word of it is a lie, which is the best way to keep things. Vague enough to be true while letting people assume whatever they want in between. She straightens up, ready to grab the backpack at her feet and either head into the hotel or back out the front door, whichever way this conversation pans out. ]
I don't want any trouble, just somewhere to stay while I figure things out. But you say the word and I'll go.
no subject
The way Poe looks away and pointedly goes about his own business speaks volumes to the relationship between the two of them. The AI might run the hotel but he's not the one in charge; at the same time, the guy isn't issuing orders or being cruel to the digital soul working for him. It reminds her a bit of how Coulson had spoken of Stark and JARVIS — she hopes it proves to be an apt comparison.
Asshole Guy moves closer and she stays right where she is, not physically readying herself for a fight but still mentally preparing for one. No powers, she reminds herself. Not unless it's a last resort type of situation. ]
None of the above. I didn't choose to come to this planet and I don't want to be here any longer than I have to. I'm just biding my time until I can find my way off it.
[ Not a single word of it is a lie, which is the best way to keep things. Vague enough to be true while letting people assume whatever they want in between. She straightens up, ready to grab the backpack at her feet and either head into the hotel or back out the front door, whichever way this conversation pans out. ]
I don't want any trouble, just somewhere to stay while I figure things out. But you say the word and I'll go.