[A bit of trouble. He remembers that first meeting, a snide remark regarding what he was — On a scale of, like, one-to-ten, how much do you want to murder the entire human race? — that has his brow cinching at the recollection, the tension at the time so utterly tangible.
A slight delay, a few seconds of consideration. Thinking.]
no subject
A slight delay, a few seconds of consideration. Thinking.]
Why would she have trouble?