"I've seen what injuries from alien plasma rifles look like too," she adds, a lift of an eyebrow. She hums at the question. "More than a few times. Mostly grazed shots, near-misses. But, the bad ones?" Through-and-through shots; the ones that scar. There's an odd way that her voice quiets, and there's a certain weight to it when she answers. "Just twice."
There's a strange sort of sadness to it and yet she smiles.
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There's a strange sort of sadness to it and yet she smiles.