He will appreciate real food either way, because as he said, living from eating ration bars and drinking nutritious milk is no life at all. Of course, as a high-ranking senior officer, Krennic has special privileges, which is why he said he'd only done that for the past couple of days instead of forever, but it's still generally frowned upon in the Empire, and thus, like everyone else, he tried to keep face. Although he generally doesn't care. He only raised an eyebrow when she ordered the food, but otherwise was distracted.
Distracted by her. Her proximity, to be exact. He still thinks her makeup and costume was pretty much hideous (Krennic appreciates minimalism, not a riot of colour), and her criminal background gave him a pause, not to mention that he had just arrived here--even if he is king of bad decisions and is attracted to her to some degree, hooking up with your guide is probably just about the worst idea you can think of--but Krennic was distracted, either way. She was so...loose, so free, and he doesn't mean it in a bad way. Most of the men and women in the Imperial Military were so stiff, and they were usually just glad for the chance to sleep with a superior officer, mostly for a favour or to advance their way up the rung. It was of course technically illegal and highly frowned upon, but it happens, and he's guilty as charged.
"But," he said, holding up a finger, smiling slightly, trying to get his head out of the gutter. "I have a choice to accept or refuse, when payback time comes. Deal?"
He's not completely stupid or as naive to absolutely trust someone he just met, especially not a pretty girl who used to work in a circus, and a criminal on the run at that. Krennic didn't climb all the way up to where he is right now by being trusting and naive.
"You should have told me that, so I could treat you instead," he said, still lightly teasing her. "No, I'm joking, since you're my guide, please feel free to treat me." he's planning to outdo her later, of course, with his "payback". He was thinking dinner, or something, but that sounds so...romantic. And they're practically strangers, plus they're not like that. He got distracted by this train of thought when Harley rested an arm around his neck, casually, taking a closer look at him, her gaze...inviting. Krennic swallowed, suddenly feeling a little nervous.
"No," he lied through his teeth. "Not really. Do you?"
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Distracted by her. Her proximity, to be exact. He still thinks her makeup and costume was pretty much hideous (Krennic appreciates minimalism, not a riot of colour), and her criminal background gave him a pause, not to mention that he had just arrived here--even if he is king of bad decisions and is attracted to her to some degree, hooking up with your guide is probably just about the worst idea you can think of--but Krennic was distracted, either way. She was so...loose, so free, and he doesn't mean it in a bad way. Most of the men and women in the Imperial Military were so stiff, and they were usually just glad for the chance to sleep with a superior officer, mostly for a favour or to advance their way up the rung. It was of course technically illegal and highly frowned upon, but it happens, and he's guilty as charged.
"But," he said, holding up a finger, smiling slightly, trying to get his head out of the gutter. "I have a choice to accept or refuse, when payback time comes. Deal?"
He's not completely stupid or as naive to absolutely trust someone he just met, especially not a pretty girl who used to work in a circus, and a criminal on the run at that. Krennic didn't climb all the way up to where he is right now by being trusting and naive.
"You should have told me that, so I could treat you instead," he said, still lightly teasing her. "No, I'm joking, since you're my guide, please feel free to treat me." he's planning to outdo her later, of course, with his "payback". He was thinking dinner, or something, but that sounds so...romantic. And they're practically strangers, plus they're not like that. He got distracted by this train of thought when Harley rested an arm around his neck, casually, taking a closer look at him, her gaze...inviting. Krennic swallowed, suddenly feeling a little nervous.
"No," he lied through his teeth. "Not really. Do you?"