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_{( Another jab of pain hits, directly behind her eyes and through her skull. She doesn't wince, but she runs one hand through her hair in a motion designed to hide the fact that she's feeling out her injury. The blood's still flowing; she needs to hurry this along. )}

That would be best, yes. Thank you for proving you can think.

_{( She looks back at the man and her resolve unwinds, a fraction. Such a small thing, not worth this trouble. But if he dies or gets away, the entire organization will go to ground. Months of planning, of waiting, of questioning and searching, will be wasted. )}