"...I didn't know her well." The regrets in that sentence swarm thickly. "But I suspect, from the few times I've seen her, that Jinx didn't like herself very much. And when you live like that it can be hard to believe you'll be missed."
Erin's not trying to be talking about SecUnit with that description. But it sure does rhyme, doesn't it?
"I'm sorry, for your loss. And..." A long breath out. Erin takes a steadying sip of what is, for lack of another thing to call it, her own tea. "...I'm touched, SecUnit. I -"
(Hey, remember how there were drones at the game show?)
...FUCK.
"I won't go offering my life up again. I can't promise not to risk it. But anyone who wants it is going to have to pry it out of my hands."
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Date: 2022-11-24 07:20 am (UTC)Erin's not trying to be talking about SecUnit with that description. But it sure does rhyme, doesn't it?
"I'm sorry, for your loss. And..." A long breath out. Erin takes a steadying sip of what is, for lack of another thing to call it, her own tea. "...I'm touched, SecUnit. I -"
(Hey, remember how there were drones at the game show?)
...FUCK.
"I won't go offering my life up again. I can't promise not to risk it. But anyone who wants it is going to have to pry it out of my hands."