[ she eyes him suspiciously, as if she's a little hurt that he seems to think she can't work professionally with someone she's not particularly happy with. hurt, but not surprised, as the pessimist realist within is rearing its ugly head and reminding her that even sugar looks like salt. ]
I'm fully capable of working with you as a professional. Never doubt that. I'm well versed in putting business first.
[ though it makes her long for the company of seasoned generals twice her age: of rieekan's cool head, madine's rationalism, and dodonna's constant understanding. she even misses mon mothma's firm, unwavering hand. ]