fuckitybye

Considering Uhura is reading all her private messages, Ana just shows up and knocks on Malcolm's door quickly. She's annoyed that he might have endangered things, but considering her week, she decided that she should head this off as soon as possible. It is, after all, hard to pretend that you're not a spy when people are offering you up spy things. After another knock, Ana's arms cross behind her back, and she looked up and down the hall quickly, hoping to avoid being spotted. One good thing about the leather; people tended not to notice her anymore when she wore it.