[ The tone earns him a flat look, but she's not immediately offering an argument. Her quiet probably says more than any denial would, and at first, she has nothing to offer. It almost seems like she might completely ignore the point he's trying to make, pretend like the conversation wasn't happening to begin with, but as her eyes flick up towards the mountain, there's a crack in her stiff resolve of silence.
Finally: ]
The creature they created. That kind of experiment felt familiar.
no subject
Finally: ]
The creature they created. That kind of experiment felt familiar.
[ She shakes her head, dismissive. ]
That's all.