[Maybe its the idea that she's too important to lose, or maybe its the fact that Wash unconsciously reminded her of the fact that she'd let Widowmaker get the shot the first time, but her mind has pretty much made up itself.
Rather than be mad about it, she scoffs -- all cockiness and spitfire to force down any bile she'd previously had in her throat.]
Come on, love. You lot don't need me anymore than you need her.
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Rather than be mad about it, she scoffs -- all cockiness and spitfire to force down any bile she'd previously had in her throat.]
Come on, love. You lot don't need me anymore than you need her.
[Wink. And that's the end of that transmission.]