Sonia's breathless voice is just as much excited as it is shocked. She's been tense and poised to move since the lights went out, painfully aware of how empty her hands are and how little protection her fatigues offer, and she feels like her heart might actually burst out of her chest when she hears their voices. She wants instinctively to throw her arms around both of them in turn, but -- no reunions, right. Just like last time. There's a prickling along the back of her neck, a whispering her mind that reminds her of the last escape attempt a few scant weeks ago, how badly that had gone even despite their swift movement -- but she pushes it back, swallowing around a dry tongue. This is different. This will be different.
"I'm alright," she says, voice hushed, but she gives both of them the sunniest, most Sonia smile she can manage under the circumstances. There's only a slight moment of hesitation as she remembers the camera, wonders if she should take it with her -- she wants to, but no. Too risky, even with just a little device like that. She half-trips over one of the guards as she practically leaps out of her cell, then ducks and gropes for the other stunner, a triumphant little ha when she closes her hands around the grip.
"I do know how to use one of these," she says, waving the stunner at them briefly, and gives a quick nod, pushing her hair from her face. "And I know where Byerly is. Same building, different block -- I've been there. I can take you there."
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Sonia's breathless voice is just as much excited as it is shocked. She's been tense and poised to move since the lights went out, painfully aware of how empty her hands are and how little protection her fatigues offer, and she feels like her heart might actually burst out of her chest when she hears their voices. She wants instinctively to throw her arms around both of them in turn, but -- no reunions, right. Just like last time. There's a prickling along the back of her neck, a whispering her mind that reminds her of the last escape attempt a few scant weeks ago, how badly that had gone even despite their swift movement -- but she pushes it back, swallowing around a dry tongue. This is different. This will be different.
"I'm alright," she says, voice hushed, but she gives both of them the sunniest, most Sonia smile she can manage under the circumstances. There's only a slight moment of hesitation as she remembers the camera, wonders if she should take it with her -- she wants to, but no. Too risky, even with just a little device like that. She half-trips over one of the guards as she practically leaps out of her cell, then ducks and gropes for the other stunner, a triumphant little ha when she closes her hands around the grip.
"I do know how to use one of these," she says, waving the stunner at them briefly, and gives a quick nod, pushing her hair from her face. "And I know where Byerly is. Same building, different block -- I've been there. I can take you there."