you want me to walk her like she's your dog?

She stared blankly at the senseless squiggle inscribed on the bottle. To ask or not to ask? She scowled, disliking the feeling of ignorance. “Cool, it's a…letter.” She said blandly. That was the correct word, right? For the stupid squiggles the Armada liked to put on everything. 


She was quick to latch onto his change of subject again. The weakness of her ignorance made hers want to poke at him with sarcasm. “You gave me a faulty product, it's the least you can do” She told him dryly. Why would the healer's stuff be different from what her masters had consumed? She'd never even heard of a healer before Ollie. More ignorance.