[Well, of course she misses Robert. Of course she's aching for someone by her side. And it only makes sense, doesn't it, that the urge grows worse and worse the longer she's here. Yes, it's particularly fervent, but then again, she hasn't been separated from Robert for years. Naturally she's a little skittish.
Nonetheless. Though it's quickly growing from desire to need, she refuses to give in. She doesn't know anyone here, and this is not how she intends to get to know them. A few people have tried, and she's snarled at them, but it seems that won't do the trick forever.
She catches sight of someone sidling towards her, as casually as you please. Perhaps it's in the street; perhaps it's in a laboratory somewhere, where Rosalind seems to feel most at home. Hell, perhaps she and this person have spoken before, exchanging efficient words and polite greetings.
It doesn't matter. She glares at them.]
Don't touch me, or it'll go very hard for you in a moment.
Rosalind Lutece | Bioshock: Infinite
[Well, of course she misses Robert. Of course she's aching for someone by her side. And it only makes sense, doesn't it, that the urge grows worse and worse the longer she's here. Yes, it's particularly fervent, but then again, she hasn't been separated from Robert for years. Naturally she's a little skittish.
Nonetheless. Though it's quickly growing from desire to need, she refuses to give in. She doesn't know anyone here, and this is not how she intends to get to know them. A few people have tried, and she's snarled at them, but it seems that won't do the trick forever.
She catches sight of someone sidling towards her, as casually as you please. Perhaps it's in the street; perhaps it's in a laboratory somewhere, where Rosalind seems to feel most at home. Hell, perhaps she and this person have spoken before, exchanging efficient words and polite greetings.
It doesn't matter. She glares at them.]
Don't touch me, or it'll go very hard for you in a moment.
[Her voice is terribly cold.]