[Her eyes flick down toward him very briefly, looking wholly unimpressed before a light smirk of approval graces her expression (its hard not to grin at his excitement -- like a tame skag pup). That's about the point the other bandits start shouting at the confused brute to turn the hell around.
She sets aside the unloaded SMG and shifts her weight to let him up.]
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She sets aside the unloaded SMG and shifts her weight to let him up.]
Scoot over, Hyperion. I'm driving.