[This isn't right. Not the desperate pitch hashing her vocals. Not the sudden weight that buckles Arid, who'd taken a dozen gunshots with less effect. He's pushed her before, and she's ignored it or pushed back. With threats, even—but never this.
Diagnostics are inoperative, no hardware connected to perform the scans, but the screen under her fist flickers, voice quick and urgent in alarm.]
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[This isn't right. Not the desperate pitch hashing her vocals. Not the sudden weight that buckles Arid, who'd taken a dozen gunshots with less effect. He's pushed her before, and she's ignored it or pushed back. With threats, even—but never this.
Diagnostics are inoperative, no hardware connected to perform the scans, but the screen under her fist flickers, voice quick and urgent in alarm.]
What's going on? Are you okay?