Quinn didn't want to say she distrusted Saqui. She wanted to pursue a good relationship with all the Hands, even Yazen, straight-laced as he was. But it was like Saqui was watching them from behind her rarely interjected during their conversations, but whenever she did, it was something hilarious delivered deadpan. And while she never said anything out-rightly condescending, she sometimes would just look at Kinu, and Quinn would wonder if she was judging them all. She had some sense of what everyone there was like, beneath the front they put on. Valeria had, sadly, felt the need to give up on herself, which was why she was so casual. Kinu was still desperately trying. Yazen was terrified of failure, and he took it out on everyone around him. But she couldn't get a good read on Saqui, other than the fact that she was obviously intelligent.
Quinn had made a joke in front of her, and while the others had chuckled, Saqui had just looked at her. Like she looked at Kinu. True, she was moving a stack of paper at the time, so she wasn't obligated to stay and laugh, but it might have been interpreted as a statement. Quinn was ruminating on this while she and Valeria got their coats to start their beats.
"Yo, has anyone seen my jacket?" said Valeria.
There was a chorus of nos from the few who hadn't already departed.
"Are you sure you put it back last night?" said Yazen.
"Yes, Yazen, I'm sure I put it back." said Valeria, irritated. "I always do. It's an ingrained habit."
"Why don't you ask Saqui?" joked Quinn, on an impulse. "She seems pretty shifty."
Valeria widened her eyes, and looked pointedly over Quinn's shoulder.
Quinn wanted to die inside. Before she even turned, she'd started her sentence.
"Sorry about that." said Quinn. "I was just kidding around."
Exquisite Saqui, with her dark eyes, and prominent cheekbones, nodded appraisingly.
"Of course. But I can't help how I come across." she said. "Like you, for instance."
She stepped forward. Any closer, and they could've felt each other's breath. Quinn already thought she could feel the heat.
"You come across as a tall, athletic, brunette with smooth, tanned skin." said Saqui, deadpan. "But you learn to live with it."
Quinn felt like she was expected to say something, so she tried to cobble together something coherent.
"I...I work out." she said.
Saqui nodded.
"I thought as much." she said.
Having gotten her jacket, Saqui pulled out Valeria's from the bottom of the locker where it had fallen, threw it to her, and left.
Quinn turned to Valeria.
"...Did I just ruin my chances with the hottest lesbian here?" said Quinn.
"Excuse me!" said Kinu.
"You're bi." Valeria said, then looked at Quinn, "And, buddy, that didn't look anything like ruined chances."