( her arms crossed ; somewhat of a PROTECTIVE pose ; but mostly
confident. exerior only . ——-inside her chest was PRESSURED ;
thousand heartbeats a second & brain overworking ; a plan yet to
finally come to her. wit & brains her only allies ; both currently fai-
ling due to the [ concealed ] fear trailing down her spine )
❝ fancyful name you’ve picked; considering that he is the clever
one & you’re just a cyber thingy inside his head ❞
he lifts himself from the chair he’d been propped up in and he goes
to walk close to her, each step slow and careful. he even makes
sure his boots click roughly against the floor. after this he hopes
she’ll be scared.
❝ if he’s as clever as you say, then why is it that i’m
here rather than him why is it that he’s given up? ❞