BANG

He calls her in, asks her to meet him on Spirits Ledge. Alone.

Ana goes against her crew's wishes. She trusts him, he won't hurt her.

Reyes stands silhouetted against the sun. He holds something in his hand, taking sips.

She sits in the Nomad enjoying the sight in front of her. She exits the nomad, noise attracts his attention.

He turns, smiles and hands her the thermal. "Whiskey?" she asks.

"Coffee."

"I can't stay long. I'm meeting-"

"Sloane. I know."

Ana stands there silently. She takes a sip of the coffee, choking back coughs as the strong drink slithers down her throat. She waits for him to speak. Gives him time to gather whatever he needs.

Reyes' gold eyes reflect the setting sun for a moment. "I'm the Charlatan."

Was it surprise? Ana barely gave the Charlatan the light of day. She assumed Sloane would keep Kadara city, and slowly, Ana would help her change it for the better.

But it shouldn't surprise her.

Reyes to seem to have his fingers in more than just her during their short relationship. She takes another drink, something to combat the incoming cold.

Reyes stares at her with those eyes, waiting for her to say something.

"Oh." That's all she can manage. It's not a big deal he's the Charlatan. "Thank you for telling me."

Ana plays with the side of the thermal, unsure of what to do. Was it just her or did something shift? She goes to him and stands there. Silent. The sun moves inches down, casting long shadows over the valley beneath them.

Reyes grabs her hand. She squeezes.

BANG.

Kadara Port is ours tonight.