[If she's made a note of that smugness (she has), there's nothing about her own demeanor that suggests she has. Stop grinning like a goddamn idiot, John Crichton. After a brief pause to square her hands, she begins the rep. One, two, three--]
Asked too many questions and told the wrong people to kiss my ass. The usual.
[Surprise, Crichton. Her rebel cred is a mile goddamn long, thank you very much.]
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Asked too many questions and told the wrong people to kiss my ass. The usual.
[Surprise, Crichton. Her rebel cred is a mile goddamn long, thank you very much.]