@vlkyried : I KNOW YOU’RE NOT SORRY. WHY SHOULD YOU BE ? ✶
countenance hardens. if she did not know any better, she would think she was being accused, CHALLENGED. and she did not like either prospects. “ why should i be ? ” the question is thrown back at her, icy gaze flickering in brunnhilde’s direction. the meeting they were meant to attend had derailed in the most disastrous manner. ANYTHING LESS THAN SUBTLE, and silver already regrets telling her crew to stay behind, foolishly thinking the maturity levels of all involved parties would be beyond acts of senseless, wasteful violence. not that she cares, but now she’s inaudibly swearing over lost weaponry and used cartridges, empty chambers. and for pesky fools, no less. “ well, maybe i’m sorry i’ve had to waste my bullets on them. sorry your sleeve got burnt in the process. ” lips purse in thought as a hum is drawn out, “ is there SOMETHING YOU ARE EXPECTING me to be sorry for ? ”