has anyone in the history of the fucking universe ever not freaked out when you tell them you lost a limb, damian
[ you know, the answer is no. but, weirdly, daisy isn't that freaked out. she did live through yo-yo losing both of her arms... and now look at her. (daisy wishes she could. she misses yo-yo something fierce.) ]
I've heard you can craft weapons. I'm interested in a shock stick/stun baton/something that's a stick and electricity. What would that take and how fast could I get it?
( and, you know what, daisy stands by that sentiment. to her credit, she doesn't yell — if anything, she just looks entirely unsurprised to have this latest crisis dumped in her general vicinity. )
I should throw you in the pool. ( half-kidding. ) Cassian will kill me if you track blood all over the floor.
Hi. Er, Cassian Andor referred me to you; my name is Cecily, and I arrived recently. He mentioned that you are excellent at crafting, if provided with the right materials. Could we speak in person, whenever it is convenient to you?
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