Wow, she does NOT like your attitude, mister. Her expression obviously doesn't improve, darkening at the downright insulting tone he's taking, and she plants her hands on her hips.

"Of course I'm sentient, I'm human! And we don't travel in packs -- god, is that how you talk to someone you've just met?"

WHAT WOULD YOUR MOTHER SAY, SENTINEL. Oh haha wait nvm u don't have one.





Yet.