[Something bumps into the terminal, and Tieria's voice comes through, though it's a little hard to hear. He sounds... almost afraid?]
Let go of me - don't touch me there! I...
Michel Blanc, I am warning you...
[There's some grunts and the sound of struggling, and then a clatter as Tieria's gun is knocked from his hand.]
I... no! Give that...
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He was a threat. He needed to be taken care of.
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You know, I don't know much about you, but I'm curious. How old are you, really? I'm guessing either 2 or 200.
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