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Mmegaera: “This plant is going to strangle me.”
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He plucked at the plant gingerly, leaving bits of nanosteel glove stuck as he pulled back. Which should not be possible. “Okay, just stay calm.”
“You stay calm,” his partner said. The plant had her bound into a tight ball, her helmet forced back as three vines wove around her throat. “I'm gonna panic.”
“Look, it can't penetrate your suit.”
“But it can... crush it.” she wheezed.
He pulled a nanocrystal from his pocket, chucking it. Quicksilver flowed over the vines, freezing the creature in place. “There, it's sealed permanently.”
“So am I.”
“Oh, dear.”