"Yes, I suppose so," he said, not really interested in this conversation anymore. "The stormtroopers served their purpose, though. We all play our part in the Imperial War machine."

Although it is definitely hard to concentrate on all the talk about war and death and weapons, what's with her on his lap and her proximity...and she's so different from all the women Krennic has been with, especially in the Imperial military. It reminded him of when he was young in the Futures Program, but even then all the girls--and boys--were so dedicated, so...ambitious. Just like him. But they were all so stiff, too. He was precisely attracted to Galen because he had been different, and now he was similarly attracted to Harley--sexually--because she was so different, too. He laughed at what she said next. "Oh, so that's what you mean when you say that I don't want to be at the receiving end of your tricks. Good one, darling."

He doesn't quite notice that, just a bit--too busy distracted by her and her proximity and the closeness of their bodies. The waitress arrived bringing their food, but Krennic doesn't seem to notice, either, and she quickly scurries away, not wanting to disturb them.

"Good thing, definitely," Krennic purrs, smiling invitingly. This is a bad, bad decision. But he's pretty much the king of bad decisions.

[[ ooc: should we like...take this elsewhere cos this is getting frisky and idk the rules for that lmao ]]