[ Unlike the Aoko of old, California doesn't flinch back, or even bat an eyelid. His knuckles can take it, and it's better he take it out on a wall than another person. ]
... [ It makes sense. Puma had enough voices without one more Wash, and why would Was talk about that stuff if he was trying to drive little Feather away? ]
Look. It happened. I knew most of the risks going in. [ She just hadn't anticipated how much he'd want to push and test and poke and prod. ] The implants at least were SOP for Freelancer. [ Some of the rest of it, not so much. ]
[ She wants to shove her helmet back on. Her fingers twitch, tightening her grip on it. Cover her expression, hide it away, keep the walls up. She resists the impulse with difficulty. ]
no subject
... [ It makes sense. Puma had enough voices without one more Wash, and why would Was talk about that stuff if he was trying to drive little Feather away? ]
Look. It happened. I knew most of the risks going in. [ She just hadn't anticipated how much he'd want to push and test and poke and prod. ] The implants at least were SOP for Freelancer. [ Some of the rest of it, not so much. ]
[ She wants to shove her helmet back on. Her fingers twitch, tightening her grip on it. Cover her expression, hide it away, keep the walls up. She resists the impulse with difficulty. ]