[The irritation goes unnoticed at first; Triela is too busy wondering whether to fire again or simply jump at the thing and wrestle it to try and gauge the atmosphere. She considers... Probably best not wrestle it. Those teeth! On the other hand, she only has so much ammo, and the thought of using it all up and still being stuck here with these freaks still makes her nervous. So... Well, an assassin knows when to remove herself from the situation, right?]
Hey, [she says,] let's g— [She looks over her shoulder at him. He's sitting on the ground.]
What are you doing?! [Now she's radiating pure irritation. Civilians!] Get up!
rae!!! <3
Hey, [she says,] let's g— [She looks over her shoulder at him. He's sitting on the ground.]
What are you doing?! [Now she's radiating pure irritation. Civilians!] Get up!