[ Clover doesn't appreciate sarcasm, Knot, but she dashes to the terminal and goes through the options, periodically and often looking over her shoulder to check on A2. She doesn't want to be stabbed in the back. She'd rather do the stabbing if she had to make that choice, but more than that, she wants to leave.
She doesn't think she has the time to look through everything, and that doubt makes her lag, intuitive controls or not. Will she be a useful friend or a useless one? Can she do more good or damage here?
She knows enough. Revise that: she's dreamed enough.
It's time to kick the shit out of A2. Clover aims to disarm first, and if not disarm, wreck that sword into pieces, focusing all her blows there first while A2 still struggles to stand. ]
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She doesn't think she has the time to look through everything, and that doubt makes her lag, intuitive controls or not. Will she be a useful friend or a useless one? Can she do more good or damage here?
She knows enough. Revise that: she's dreamed enough.
It's time to kick the shit out of A2. Clover aims to disarm first, and if not disarm, wreck that sword into pieces, focusing all her blows there first while A2 still struggles to stand. ]