Ili ran a hand self-conciously through he hair as Hobbie led her into the reception and tugged at her clothes, trying to make herself look semi-presentable. Hobbie turned to look at her and smiled slightly, "You look fine."
Ili wrinkled her nose, "I don't feel like I look fine."
Hobbie's smile widened slightly, "You'll just have to trust me then."
Ili shook her head and muttered something about it being insane to trust a pilot while Hobbie shot her a wounded look as they walked into the room itself.
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