[Her answering look is an unimpressed "don't be such a baby". But her tone remains civil. ]
Until then, we sit tight. [she sniffs lightly, then with more intent, before her head turns quizzically towards the scent of something /burning/.] ...what the hell is that?
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Until then, we sit tight. [she sniffs lightly, then with more intent, before her head turns quizzically towards the scent of something /burning/.] ...what the hell is that?