[She's tempted to throw something at him, just to see if he'd flinch. See how close she could get to his skull before he finally gave ground. But that's cruel and childish and hardly the point.
Control yourself, soldier.
Maketh tightens her jaw and moves to the door. She always feels like she loses ground whenever she talks to Sweets. Perhaps she should refrain from that in the future.]
Try not to die, will you? Doctor Brennan would be disappointed.
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[She's tempted to throw something at him, just to see if he'd flinch. See how close she could get to his skull before he finally gave ground. But that's cruel and childish and hardly the point.
Control yourself, soldier.
Maketh tightens her jaw and moves to the door. She always feels like she loses ground whenever she talks to Sweets. Perhaps she should refrain from that in the future.]
Try not to die, will you? Doctor Brennan would be disappointed.