“ Wha— this isn’t some damn fifth-grade
science project. You don’t need to some
procedure, mix fucking water n’ Cesium,
and repeat steps one-through-ten to do
this.
Goddamn. ”
;⚜—ℒ⊱
A quiet sneer curls the edges of her lips up at
his barking protest, and the woman hesitates
before simply shrugging her small shoulders.
“ Very well then. If you’ve
thought this out so well… “