[She’s ranting internally, trying to remember every curse and insult they boys ever taught her in every language a Zone rat knew. It’s not doing anything to calm her, because thinking of Jet sitting with her and a copy of an old magazine, translating for her- it just hurts. Hurts in the way every little reminder of home does and that hurt just makes her feel worse, feel angrier.
She’s so caught up in the feed-back loop that she almost misses what Anakin says. She does miss the flickering of the lights or how it’s gotten worse the more she gets worked up.] What?
[The lights settle for a second, her internal battle broken with momentary confusion. She looks up to the dim overhead, back to how he’s staring at her.]
We’re talkin’ about something important here!
[Her temper flares again, and the flickering is back. The lights grow as bright as they had been before the Captain’s new rules were implemented.]
What, tryin’ to distract me or somethin’? I ain’t buying it.
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She’s so caught up in the feed-back loop that she almost misses what Anakin says. She does miss the flickering of the lights or how it’s gotten worse the more she gets worked up.]
What?
[The lights settle for a second, her internal battle broken with momentary confusion. She looks up to the dim overhead, back to how he’s staring at her.]
We’re talkin’ about something important here!
[Her temper flares again, and the flickering is back. The lights grow as bright as they had been before the Captain’s new rules were implemented.]
What, tryin’ to distract me or somethin’? I ain’t buying it.