[A token? Caitlyn absolutely does not have a token. Is she meant to have a token? It's all she can do to not look utterly taken aback as she starts rummaging in her case, looking for anything that could conceivably be referred to as a 'token of appreciation.']
Y-yes. Of course. Yes.
[Finally, her hand finds the ornate golden clasp of her uniform belt. It probably isn't worth much money, but it has a fancier appearance than anything else in this room. Other than the rings this man is wearing. And the symbol on it won't be recognized here.
She places it on the table and slides it towards the man.]
This is an... a relic. The symbol is that of an ancient civilization. We're quite friendly with an archaeologist who discovered it... in... Uhm. [No, stop talking. There's no need to go into a lengthy and convoluted lie about it. She knows from experience that such a tactic won't help anything.
The man picks up the clasp, eyeing it skeptically.]
no subject
Y-yes. Of course. Yes.
[Finally, her hand finds the ornate golden clasp of her uniform belt. It probably isn't worth much money, but it has a fancier appearance than anything else in this room. Other than the rings this man is wearing. And the symbol on it won't be recognized here.
She places it on the table and slides it towards the man.]
This is an... a relic. The symbol is that of an ancient civilization. We're quite friendly with an archaeologist who discovered it... in... Uhm. [No, stop talking. There's no need to go into a lengthy and convoluted lie about it. She knows from experience that such a tactic won't help anything.
The man picks up the clasp, eyeing it skeptically.]