[She eyes off the shuttle in the bay, trying to dredge up in a moment of true recollection. It's familiar, in that she has an idea she already knows how to operate it, which gives credence to what Vash is saying.
Okay. Fine. Taking a breath.]
Right. Thanks for the help. I'm out.
[MARCHIN' OFF TO HER SHUTTLE NOW. Without her backpack again, what a shock.]
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Okay. Fine. Taking a breath.]
Right. Thanks for the help. I'm out.
[MARCHIN' OFF TO HER SHUTTLE NOW. Without her backpack again, what a shock.]