Sev tensed through her entire body, letting out a very small whimper. She tried to pull herself up, shudders running through her body, visible even under the suit. With some effort, she managed to pull herself up, before her arm fell from under her and she hit the ground on her side, pain flaring up again. Looking away from Eva, she let the tears flow freely for a moment, not answering. But as the blonde-haired woman above her lowered the pistol to point at her stomach, the sharp click roused her to speak, if only quietly.
"Fine...fine, just don't...if I'm going to die I want to die quickly..."
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
