[ Even now, she doesn't rely on luck, doesn't believe in it in spite of circumstances in her life that could only have happened due to the bored dice rolls of the gods. Once they're on the move, she doesn't look back; she uses the eye-HUD connection to send a quick text message to Epsilon, to get the ball rolling on their distraction.
There's a delay. There's always a delay. Her hand lifts, a closed fist, signalling for Humphrey to stop. Waiting...waiting...]
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There's a delay. There's always a delay. Her hand lifts, a closed fist, signalling for Humphrey to stop. Waiting...waiting...]