[The Big Sister’s head snaps towards the speaker responding to plans not yet put into action, taking in the strange protrusions extending from the woman’s back. She’s encountered plenty of beings like her since coming here, things that look like they must be splicers and yet that carry not the slightest trace of ADAM in their scent.
She growls all the same, irritated at being chastised despite not actually doing anything. At least, not yet.
She turns her body to face the woman fully, the light of her face-plate still mercifully yellow. Still, there’s a defiant cant to her helmet.
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She growls all the same, irritated at being chastised despite not actually doing anything. At least, not yet.
She turns her body to face the woman fully, the light of her face-plate still mercifully yellow. Still, there’s a defiant cant to her helmet.
Does the woman really think she could stop her?]