[Absently, she swings her other gunblade into its holster, the twin weapons forming an X. She falls quiet in turn, fingers drumming on the rails. She really, really, really wants to ask what's wrong, but she's certain that the Instructor would take that as impertinence at the very best.]
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[Absently, she swings her other gunblade into its holster, the twin weapons forming an X. She falls quiet in turn, fingers drumming on the rails. She really, really, really wants to ask what's wrong, but she's certain that the Instructor would take that as impertinence at the very best.]
[What to do. What to do...]