[ There's that hesitation again, and her fingers flex minutely, like she's considering throwing him across the room again. God damn it, she's such a mess and it's driving her crazy. ]
I don't--- Stop it. Stop questioning me.
[ and unfortunately, she does throw him. Right into the hull of his own ship ]
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I don't--- Stop it. Stop questioning me.
[ and unfortunately, she does throw him. Right into the hull of his own ship ]