[ She spends a beat or two in silence, weighing her options, before: ]
Follow me. We have little time.
[ Time to dig up some crappy old shield for this loser. She'd offer to share hers, but... Well. SIDE EYES. She'd probably regret putting herself at close quarters with this weirdo. ]
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Follow me. We have little time.
[ Time to dig up some crappy old shield for this loser. She'd offer to share hers, but...
Well.
SIDE EYES. She'd probably regret putting herself at close quarters with this weirdo. ]