Sorry-- didn't think you wouldn't notice what exactly?
[She's still moving from one point of cover to the next, so habitual that holding conversation - even one as confusing as this (clones and toothbrushes and girlfriends, apparently) - while keeping her head on her shoulders is simple enough. Hell, she even has time to fire off the requisite arch look or two in his direction before she leans out over a slab of stone, breathes out, fires toward a merc manning one of the gate houses-- lines a second shot up, does the same again.]
hey dont talk about my son that way
[She's still moving from one point of cover to the next, so habitual that holding conversation - even one as confusing as this (clones and toothbrushes and girlfriends, apparently) - while keeping her head on her shoulders is simple enough. Hell, she even has time to fire off the requisite arch look or two in his direction before she leans out over a slab of stone, breathes out, fires toward a merc manning one of the gate houses-- lines a second shot up, does the same again.]