"Don' worry, Nick... ah got it. Ah'm more worried about you." She called him Nick and not "Boss"... something she rarely did at work. Alisa took her container of soup and removed the lid, taking a few sips of it out of the carton. It was not too hot or too cold... just how she liked her food.
"You look jus' as bad as ah did dat night ah ran in here after Ennie's powers went haywire an' Argo gave me dat "Let's jus' be friends" speech. You wanna talk about it, or you wanna keep it to yourself?" Alisa placed her soup down on the workbench and her finger started to toy with the stripped bolt she removed before. "If you don' wanna talk about it, ah won' push you on it."
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