So they're the ones that own all databases around here.
[Her eyes flick downwards, attention shifting with a faint, narrow little glint just at the corner. Like an appraiser with something undiscovered laid out in front of them.]
But they don't own this.
[One claw taps the fortified edge of Lena's chronal accelerator, inherently non-threatening— just not super great with the concept of personal space.]
no subject
[Her eyes flick downwards, attention shifting with a faint, narrow little glint just at the corner. Like an appraiser with something undiscovered laid out in front of them.]
But they don't own this.
[One claw taps the fortified edge of Lena's chronal accelerator, inherently non-threatening— just not super great with the concept of personal space.]