[ It's not a matter of counting, not a method. Nothing precise or ordered. It's something else, instinct, feeling this out, what he should have done at the start of all this.
Yet it's brought him here. Given him this very large, very defined chink in his armor. So when that vulnerability is threatened, he does the only thing he knows how to do. ]
They won't have you.
[ The words burr against his skin before the third strike lands, the smack echoing against the shuttle walls. ]
no subject
Yet it's brought him here. Given him this very large, very defined chink in his armor. So when that vulnerability is threatened, he does the only thing he knows how to do. ]
They won't have you.
[ The words burr against his skin before the third strike lands, the smack echoing against the shuttle walls. ]
I won't let them.