[ the question draws her out of her thoughts, and inej glances at him, frowning to herself before she settles back into the couch, letting the phone fall into her lap. ]

Noon, tomorrow. -- at the Menagerie. [ she amends, letting her eyes fall back into her lap. ] I was probably going to be sent home anyway, so going is pointless.

[ and inej sighs to herself before tugging up the sleeve slightly on her left arm, to show a peacock feather tattoo on her forearm, along with a set of bruises that look something like fingermarks.

and, somewhat bitterly: ]

Damaged merchandise doesn't sell. [ the words sound as if inej hears them a lot. inej drops the sleeve again, folding her arms over her middle, her expression edging from frustrated to tired. ] So I was just going to not show up to save her the trouble of the lecture on keeping my mouth shut and doing as I am told.

[ and inej shrugs lightly, offering kaz a faint smile. ]

I'm not very good at doing as I am told, so she has a speech prepared, by now.