[ The random gun-toting lady holsters her weapon again once she sees the creature caged. Accustomed to threats much bigger, she doesn't seem at all to have experienced the same level of panic or adrenaline that Athena has. Millicent almost sighs again when she's thanked for not killing the animal, but holds it in and simply replies, ]
You're welcome. [ And then decides she won't discuss her earlier pest control endeavors. ]
Depends on the poison. [ Coming closer, Millicent makes a beckoning sort of hand gesture, asking Athena to allow her a better look at the scratches. ] Do you feel nauseous? Numbness, blurred vision, difficulty breathing?
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You're welcome. [ And then decides she won't discuss her earlier pest control endeavors. ]
Depends on the poison. [ Coming closer, Millicent makes a beckoning sort of hand gesture, asking Athena to allow her a better look at the scratches. ] Do you feel nauseous? Numbness, blurred vision, difficulty breathing?