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[captainshort]

[ voice ]

No.

[It's a rare thing when Holly Short sounds panicked. But she does. And there's lots of it.]

No, no, no.

[The audio screeches out a harsh feedback then a stutter of static as the helmet gets hastily tossed aside.]

Why is it-everything's too close. It's too tight.

I can't breathe.

I can't-

[A window being wrenched open, a gasp

Comments

[cal_sitter]

I suppose he found you.

[captainshort]

Hi, Niko.

[cal_sitter]

Any better?

[captainshort]

... We're going to the beach. And I don't have my gun.

[cal_sitter]

So I can trust you to bring him back in one piece?

[captainshort]

You're worrying about him?

[cal_sitter]

Would you rather I assume you can't look after yourself in the company of a puck?

[captainshort]

I can look after myself just fine, Leandros.

[cal_sitter]

Precisely, so my concern is better placed with Robin, who can't control himself, than with you, the wiser individual.

[captainshort]

[And again, the repeated phrase of the day.]

This is ridiculous.

[cal_sitter]

It's a normal fear, Captain. The City is simply exaggerrating it.

[captainshort]

No, Niko. I got over it years ago. The City brought it back.

[cal_sitter]

Semantics. The City didn't change who you are now.

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[captainshort]

[This is the sound of an eyeroll.]

[cal_sitter]

What else can I do but suggest various means of distraction involving Goodfellow of which you might approve?

[captainshort]

To be honest, Nik, that sentence sounds like something Robin woul approve of.