[ There's a sudden sharpness to Carolina's voice, a direct contrast to the easier query she'd offered before. She straightens, too, something dangerous in the slant of her helm and the shift of her weight making the little sheep bleat in worry. He looks between the two armored figures, before looking at the meow wow. ..Oh dear.
She doesn't answer immediately, but when she does, something's clearly ticked over in her mind. And she doesn't sound remotely friendly. ]
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[ There's a sudden sharpness to Carolina's voice, a direct contrast to the easier query she'd offered before. She straightens, too, something dangerous in the slant of her helm and the shift of her weight making the little sheep bleat in worry. He looks between the two armored figures, before looking at the meow wow. ..Oh dear.
She doesn't answer immediately, but when she does, something's clearly ticked over in her mind. And she doesn't sound remotely friendly. ]
...You're not Epsilon.