This is not the time to indulge a mean streak, but Mariko's question lacks the amusement of a sadist in it's tone. No, she just looks at A2, winding herself up and just barely smiles.
"I don't think so. I like having most of my limbs."
Mariko takes a knee and winces at the mess just shy of her elbow. She knows should be screaming and crying, that she should be shaken beyond believe as such an injury - but all she can manage is annoyance with everything about it. Her eyes flick to A2, before she sighs.
"I think we have more in common than you might believe. Tell me what you're trying to protect her from."
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This is not the time to indulge a mean streak, but Mariko's question lacks the amusement of a sadist in it's tone. No, she just looks at A2, winding herself up and just barely smiles.
"I don't think so. I like having most of my limbs."
Mariko takes a knee and winces at the mess just shy of her elbow. She knows should be screaming and crying, that she should be shaken beyond believe as such an injury - but all she can manage is annoyance with everything about it. Her eyes flick to A2, before she sighs.
"I think we have more in common than you might believe. Tell me what you're trying to protect her from."