[ It's not the first time she's had a head full of glass, but she's not going to tell him that, just like she's not going to say that her boss can handle it if she really needs to see someone -- especially since Coyote would probably tell her to go to the doctor anyway. She bristles instead, knowing better than to fight her way out of this (they don't need the extra attention and she can't do her job if she's sedated, which is part of why she's so against going to the doctor in the first place, on top of hating to have to ask for help). ]
Fine. [ Her hands are curled into fists, nails digging into her palm. ] But only because my boss will kill me if I walk into work with glass shards falling out.
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Fine. [ Her hands are curled into fists, nails digging into her palm. ] But only because my boss will kill me if I walk into work with glass shards falling out.