[ a faint flicker of offense cuts through her features. it's not his fault, of course. there's no way he could know better. still, it rankles her. she had worked hard for her title, for her power.
but then the machines are moving again, clicks and hums accompany movements that draw the eye as the drone stills and sam takes it in hand. she steps closer, then, examining the parts. they're all so unfamiliar she barely knows where to look. ]
And it— [ she glances at sam. ] He isn't powered by magic, nor is he alive?
no subject
[ a faint flicker of offense cuts through her features. it's not his fault, of course. there's no way he could know better. still, it rankles her. she had worked hard for her title, for her power.
but then the machines are moving again, clicks and hums accompany movements that draw the eye as the drone stills and sam takes it in hand. she steps closer, then, examining the parts. they're all so unfamiliar she barely knows where to look. ]
And it— [ she glances at sam. ] He isn't powered by magic, nor is he alive?