[ Yeah, don't try getting her to admit that she's even remotely glad that she's not on her own around here. You'd be better off holding your breath.

But hey - two against fuck-where-are-they-all-coming-from are pretty damn good odds, if you ask her, especially given which two they happen to be. ]

Not much of a work out when it's this easy!

[ And that might be a faint laugh of her own. She'll never tell.

She heeds his warning as well, jerks to the side and twists - she effortlessly lines up her shot and fires. Done. ]

Any particular reason so many of them seem so pissed off at us, you think?