[That little puff of air a snort that comes out of her nose before he's barely finished asking the question, displacing a wayward strand of hair. The subtle shift between street-savvy behavior and what sincere curiosity that follows when she tips her head upwards towards him. The slightest little nod, hands already on her hips.]
Why'd you do it?
[Any of it. All of it. Overwatch, vigilantism— the Legion now. A beat:] And don't say 'it was the right thing to do.'
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[That little puff of air a snort that comes out of her nose before he's barely finished asking the question, displacing a wayward strand of hair. The subtle shift between street-savvy behavior and what sincere curiosity that follows when she tips her head upwards towards him. The slightest little nod, hands already on her hips.]
Why'd you do it?
[Any of it. All of it. Overwatch, vigilantism— the Legion now. A beat:] And don't say 'it was the right thing to do.'
Everybody always says that.