"And Cisco is... the boyfriend?" She asks as though she doesn't already know, as though she didn't dig into Eddie's background a little after their conversation on the network, after agreeing to possibly train with him, after getting involved. "The smiley guy with the second best hair in this place, right?" She grins and shakes her head, accepting the drink when it comes to her and throwing the whole thing back without the slightest grimace. As far as she's concerned, anything non-carbonated in a glass with no ice is a shot.
When she's finished, she clicks her tongue at him, head still shaking. "You can't train with him. It won't work. He doesn't want to hurt you." The natural continuation of that thought being that she does. Or, at the very least, that she's willing to. Which is true. She's willing to hurt him to make sure he doesn't end up dead.
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When she's finished, she clicks her tongue at him, head still shaking. "You can't train with him. It won't work. He doesn't want to hurt you." The natural continuation of that thought being that she does. Or, at the very least, that she's willing to. Which is true. She's willing to hurt him to make sure he doesn't end up dead.