His eyes narrowed a fraction, finger taking up the faint slack of the contact point of the disruptor. Yes, he did know her, against all logic and reason. For several tense moments he remained unmoving, as taut as a coiled spring. Everything he thought he knew warred with memory. In the end, memory won out. It was something a Cardassian would trust well beyond what he had simply learned. Only in very particular cases did it play one false, and he knew himself to be in perfect health. Abruptly, he holstered the sidearm.
"I do," he admitted, his tone of voice wary. "How did you come to be here?" He couldn't understand why she would appear in flesh form, not when she had found it so hated. She had promised him she would seek him out. He recalled that now, too. He would never have expected it to be this way. "Why are you in that form?"
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Date: 2012-03-22 03:10 am (UTC)"I do," he admitted, his tone of voice wary. "How did you come to be here?" He couldn't understand why she would appear in flesh form, not when she had found it so hated. She had promised him she would seek him out. He recalled that now, too. He would never have expected it to be this way. "Why are you in that form?"