"Well your scanners are wrong. I'm a rock." Ah, there it is. Her sass is slowly returning. She side steps the poor tech one more time, before she finally relents with a roll of her eyes.
"Whatever, try and take whatever you think is in my form, but I'm leaving after and you're not getting anything else from me." She'll hold out her arm, finally, for the poor tech.
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"Whatever, try and take whatever you think is in my form, but I'm leaving after and you're not getting anything else from me." She'll hold out her arm, finally, for the poor tech.
Who she's highly considering tripping.