[Her lips twitch, almost-but-not-quite half a smile in response to that answer.]
May I?
[She juts her chin toward the weapons, polite enough not to grab any without asking, but still curious. She recognizes some of the designs from the fabrication machine, but not all of them.]
when you only see the typos too late. sorry!
May I?
[She juts her chin toward the weapons, polite enough not to grab any without asking, but still curious. She recognizes some of the designs from the fabrication machine, but not all of them.]