[Jokes on you, the only delicate part of Firefly's constitution is the Entropy Loss Syndrome! In fact, the comment makes her blow air out of her mouth in a sort of sound akin to a raspberry, expression knit with exasperation. This wasn't exactly a topic she was well versed in practically speaking, all things considered, but considering the things she did in the name of the script and the amount of blood on her hands, this is really the bottom of the barrel of horrible things to ask her to do.]
Well, that's no good.
[She puts her hands on her hips, sighing. There was time to feel embarrassed about the situation later, when she didn't need to figure things out.]
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Well, that's no good.
[She puts her hands on her hips, sighing. There was time to feel embarrassed about the situation later, when she didn't need to figure things out.]
And this is non-negotiable?