[She blinks down at him. Well, this is... cute? Cute-ish. He reminds him a little of herself at that age, up to and including the oddly layered clothes.
Actually, that part reminds her of herself now, when she's not in uniform.
But she is, and she hefts her proton pack with pride, jerking her chin towards the little phantom.]
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Actually, that part reminds her of herself now, when she's not in uniform.
But she is, and she hefts her proton pack with pride, jerking her chin towards the little phantom.]
More like a lasso. Friend of yours?