"I only like certain kinds of sweet things," he said, looking at her while he said that. "And the Empire does look down upon sweet things. I haven't eaten anything sweet since, oh, stars, forever. I suppose." he gave her his share of candies, except for the one chocolate bar and the one interesting candy he stashed from the earlier loot. "Here, you can have mine, Harley, if you liked them so much."
He looked at her curiously at what she said next. Well, that explains it then. "Of course," he said, the very picture of understanding. She's a criminal, but at least it seems like she understood the value of doing things that needed to be doing. He despised criminality and upholds order as much as the next Imperial, but he reserved judgment...for now. Krennic knows that it's impolite to pry too much, anyway. "I would do the same if I were you."
He smiled when she takes his arm and guides him towards the pub, his cape sweeping behind him. It really wasn't a far walk, and they attracted more than a couple of looks, but Krennic likes to think it's for a good reason. He knows that he's very dashing, after all. And that he was with a beautiful girl. "Yes. A planet does look so small, isn't it, up there from space? And then imagine destroying one with a single button..." he sighs. "We could have destroyed not only Saw Gerrera's Rebels but also send a message to the rest of the Rebellion. But once more, my superior officer has a stick up his ass."
Krennic knows what it means when she led him to a booth in the back--she either wanted total privacy, or she wanted to continue flirting with him, and maybe do something more, and he's fine with either three. They do need privacy, after all. He loves and thrives on attention, especially on himself and his achievements (and there are many), but even someone important like him needs some privacy.
"He's just holding a grudge at me because I failed to kill him in that small war I engineered for him all those years ago," he complained, after they sat down. Their conversation was briefly interrupted by a waitress, and he ordered a whiskey. At least they have whiskey here, even if the names are weird. "What a shame. That was a failure of mine that I'm not proud of. He should have died," Krennic snarled. "That would make things so much better. I could have destroyed the entire moon, without him."
yes. two villains walk into a pub...
He looked at her curiously at what she said next. Well, that explains it then. "Of course," he said, the very picture of understanding. She's a criminal, but at least it seems like she understood the value of doing things that needed to be doing. He despised criminality and upholds order as much as the next Imperial, but he reserved judgment...for now. Krennic knows that it's impolite to pry too much, anyway. "I would do the same if I were you."
He smiled when she takes his arm and guides him towards the pub, his cape sweeping behind him. It really wasn't a far walk, and they attracted more than a couple of looks, but Krennic likes to think it's for a good reason. He knows that he's very dashing, after all. And that he was with a beautiful girl. "Yes. A planet does look so small, isn't it, up there from space? And then imagine destroying one with a single button..." he sighs. "We could have destroyed not only Saw Gerrera's Rebels but also send a message to the rest of the Rebellion. But once more, my superior officer has a stick up his ass."
Krennic knows what it means when she led him to a booth in the back--she either wanted total privacy, or she wanted to continue flirting with him, and maybe do something more, and he's fine with either three. They do need privacy, after all. He loves and thrives on attention, especially on himself and his achievements (and there are many), but even someone important like him needs some privacy.
"He's just holding a grudge at me because I failed to kill him in that small war I engineered for him all those years ago," he complained, after they sat down. Their conversation was briefly interrupted by a waitress, and he ordered a whiskey. At least they have whiskey here, even if the names are weird. "What a shame. That was a failure of mine that I'm not proud of. He should have died," Krennic snarled. "That would make things so much better. I could have destroyed the entire moon, without him."