[Zakera Ward] Weekend Film Festival (open)

Someone was talking to her. Leeta blinked and looked up as Arina disturbed her from her thoughts. She smiled hesitantly, not that Arina would have caught the look through the visor. Her friend was concerned by how quiet she had become, and Leeta couldn't fault her for that. "Yes." No. Everything was definitely not alright, but how could she talk about it? "Even if you had to look for me, I think you would not have much trouble of it." Her smile became a grin as she put on a lighthearted tone. "I was just thinking about the show. I wonder what it must be like for them...exploring and finding lost treasures and living an extraordinary life. Right now, my life is...not." And that's a good thing. "Is it exciting working for the embassy? Seeing and meeting so many important people?"

Arina chuckled. "No, probably not that hard. You're easy to find." The quarian seemed a bit depressed though... overwhelmend, by whatever.

"Oh, it is exciting. It's a bit like the pulse of the galaxy you can feel. I mean, I am not involved in everything or sometimes not even the exciting things but just being there and so close to things is what I always wanted. And maybe in a century or two I' can be even in my own office being an Ambassador. I'd like to go to Sur'Kesh some time. I have salarian heritage, it would be a bit special."

She wanted to know more about Leeta but didn't really know how to ask.
"Listen... would you like to go someplace else later on... talk properly? I'd really like to." she smiled. "Here it's just too many people and I think everyone wants to see another movie, you know?
Maybe you know a good place to chill and let the feet dangle."

She offered her arm. "Come on, everyone's waiting."

Watching Arina head to the quarian, Snow took the opportunity to get himself a Jaeto black tea, perusing the bills of the features. Spotting a crime/murder flick, Snow sighing in resignation as he sipped his drink away from the crowd. The whole politeness, making idle conversation facade was starting to get tiresome, plus he had no intention of seeing Dark Harvest. "guess this is a good time to part ways." Snow thinking as he turned to where Dante, Adrian and Alex were standing, waving farewell, Snow headed into the nearly deserted theatre for the next flick, hoping that solitude would quiet his anxious mind.