ΠΠΎΠΆΠ΅ Ρ ΡΠ°Π½ΠΈ ΡΠ°Ρ Π΄ΠΆΠΏΡΠΈ, Π±Π»Π°Π³ΠΎΠ΄Π°ΡΡ Π΅ΠΌΡ Ρ ΠΎΡΡΠ³ΡΠ°Π»Π° ΡΡΡ ΡΡΠ΅Π½ΠΊΡ) Π’Π°ΠΊ ΠΠ΅Π΄ΠΈΠΊΡ ΠΈ Π½Π°Π΄ΠΎ!!!
Atsuka: Well, thatβs all I can tell you about myself. If you have any questions, go ahead and ask.
Medic: You know, darling, Iβd like to get to know your inner world a bit better. Could you stop by the med bay later?
Atsuka: Ooh, thatβs sweet!
Atsuka: ARE YOU PLANNING TO OPERATE ON ME?!
(Others: She figured it out.)
Medic: Ohoho! Not quite. Let me put it simply: I want to modify your body. Thereβs no avoiding it.
Atsuka: Sighβ¦ If thatβs how it is, then I guess itβs only fair.
(Others: Wait, she accepted this way too quickly?!)
Atsuka: Doc, calm down! You want to tinker with me, so Iβll tinker with you. I promise it wonβt hurt.
Medic: Nein! Stop! That tickles! Get your hands off me!!!
Atsuka: Doc, I havenβt even started yet! And youβre screaming like Iβm cutting you open.
Medic: Shut up! Iβm begging you, stop. I canβt take it!
Pyro: Mhmm?
Atsuka: Pyro, can you hold the Medicβs arms?
Medic: PYRO, DONβT DARE!
+ ΠΠΎΠ½ΡΡ, Ρ Ρ ΠΎΡΠ΅Π»Π° Π½Π°ΡΠΈΡΠΎΠ²Π°ΡΡ ΡΠ΅Π°ΠΊΡΠΈΡ ΠΎΡΡΠ°Π»ΡΠ½ΡΡ Π½Π°ΡΠΌΠ½ΠΈΠΊΠΎΠ², Π½ΠΎ ΡΡΡ Π½Π΅ Π²ΡΡ ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΠ»ΠΎ, Π° Π‘Π½Π°ΠΉΠΏΠ΅Ρ Π΅Π΄ΠΈΠ½ΡΡΠ²Π΅Π½Π½ΡΠΉ ΠΊΡΠΎ Π²ΡΡΠ΅Π» Π½ΠΎΡΠΌΠ°Π»ΡΠ½ΡΠΌ.
