[ that look on his face. calling her my dear. it makes her sick. sonia's jaw clenches, her hands tightened uselessly into fists at her sides. she can try, at least, to handle this with dignity, but her voice is just a few notches away from a snarl. ]
Well they didn't see fit to leave me a plasma arc. I'd have used it already.
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Well they didn't see fit to leave me a plasma arc. I'd have used it already.
[ on him, on herself? both? it's not clear. ]