[She has no right to be angry at him for asking if he understands her, and yet... She is, when she manages to just barely hear him once he raises his voice for her. Of course she understood him, she just couldn't hear him-
She thrusts out her hand for his blade again.]
I have no space there to hang it. I will bleed it here.
[That was apparently her answer.
As well as an admission that, factionless as she was... She had no residence or space of her own in which to work.]
no subject
She thrusts out her hand for his blade again.]
I have no space there to hang it. I will bleed it here.
[That was apparently her answer.
As well as an admission that, factionless as she was... She had no residence or space of her own in which to work.]