Lin grumbled. Did she see the ship? Yes. Did she want to? No. She wanted to crush this poor schmucks head into good ol fashioned paste, but nooo, she can’t do that.
And it didn’t help that now she has to make a decision.
Does she kill the soldier, or take him for more interrogation?
UUGHHHH…I hate stupid choices.
She grumbled again.
God, this guy is getting on my stinkin nerves. I was just assigned, moron, it’s your squad-
She turned to him, and bit back any rude or snarky tone she so desperately wanted to use on him, and sighed.
“Fine. Let’s get out of here. But you-”
She turned sharply to Brenn, as a murderous glare crossed her nonvisible eyes-