She carefully sets the file back into her messenger bag before looking up at Samus. It seems as if she wants to keep her expression schooled and calm, but there's a fleeting terror settled into her eyes. Her shoulders give a nonchalant shrug, but the way they shake gives her away.
"We fought. What more is there to say?"
Bad decisions and lies are part of her daily routine. Sorry, Samus.
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She carefully sets the file back into her messenger bag before looking up at Samus. It seems as if she wants to keep her expression schooled and calm, but there's a fleeting terror settled into her eyes. Her shoulders give a nonchalant shrug, but the way they shake gives her away.
"We fought. What more is there to say?"
Bad decisions and lies are part of her daily routine. Sorry, Samus.