Sev sighed and mentally scolded herself for not sitting sooner, and took the seat between Misaka and Fumika, she looked directly forward, not speaking or even looking at the girl.
Fumbling with the seatbelt for a moment, she locked it into place, sitting back and adjusting the clothing which seemed to be uncomfortable over her undersuit.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
