[As soon as Noah sees the very solid rock in her hand - having had enough blunt force trauma for one life time - exactly enough for one lifetime - Noah scrambles back and falls on his ass to get out of the way. He brings his arms up to cover his head, flinching when the beautiful inhuman work of art is transformed rather magnificently to inhumanly beautiful shards of glass on the ground.]
That's - someone probably worked hard on that?
[It looses any real indignance to it when it comes out as a question. Noah scrambles to his feet, steps carefully over the mess, and follows Sharon in.
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[As soon as Noah sees the very solid rock in her hand - having had enough blunt force trauma for one life time - exactly enough for one lifetime - Noah scrambles back and falls on his ass to get out of the way. He brings his arms up to cover his head, flinching when the beautiful inhuman work of art is transformed rather magnificently to inhumanly beautiful shards of glass on the ground.]
That's - someone probably worked hard on that?
[It looses any real indignance to it when it comes out as a question. Noah scrambles to his feet, steps carefully over the mess, and follows Sharon in.
She seems to know what she's doing.]