@javsfinn:āĀ Ā thereāsĀ aĀ killerĀ 'storm'Ā goingĀ onĀ outside ,Ā Ā soĀ Ā unlessĀ youĀ wantĀ toĀ disappearĀ underĀ mysteriousĀ circumstances ,Ā Ā iĀ suggestĀ youĀ getĀ comfortable .Ā " ā„ šššššš šššššššššš [ šš“š½šš“š½š²š“ ššš°ššš“šš ] .
She wonders if he learned to speak in metaphors from Silco or if that's part of the whole schtick that comes with wanting to make a name for yourself. She thinks it might be a bit of both, but either way, it irks her. Being sidelined when the action was going on felt too familiar. 'You're not ready' echoes in hear head.
It'd probably bother her more if she were alone, however, so in a way, she's glad she's stuck here with him. It at least gives her someone to annoy talk to. Besides, he always had a plethora of things to look at here.
"If it's such a storm, how come you're not there, hmm?" she says, already busying herself with rummaging around. He did say make herself comfortable. "Didn't make the cut?"
