Yeah, yeah, I know, but... [Her response had been a little out of reflex too; she was already over it by now. Shaking her head, she opts not to finish her sentence and instead waves it off dismissively.
Once he's finished putting the plating back on her arm, Shinobu lifts it, flexing all of the fingers again just to be sure Noh-Varr didn't fuck anything up. It wasn't that she didn't have faith in his abilities as much as she was after her own self-preservation here; even an expert was bound to fuck up, every now on then.
However, she found no issue, so she places the hand back to her side after breathing a brief sigh of relief. Standing up, Shinobu leans against a wall as she watches Noh-Varr gather up his tools.]
If you wanna make something good, you might as well look at what's at the top of the line. [That's her way of saying "you're welcome", apparently.] But don't sweat it, just make something that's just as good.
[ His brows knit together, but it's a smirk that blossoms on his face. ]
Please. Have you ever known me to settle for second best?
[ More importantly, this isn't just any piece of tech. This isn't just a weapon, or just a tool--it's going to be a fundamental, everyday part of a person's living body. It will be all of those things, and more. Seeing Shinobu's arm has only crystallized that fact for him, and he's determined to achieve something great with this project. It's not just his ego and reputation at stake, it's Marco's livelihood and his effectiveness as a team member. Noh-Varr doesn't want to let him down.
He moves to Shinobu's door, ready to make his exit. ] The offer stays open, you know.
[A slow smile spreads across her face as she shakes her head.]
No, I guess not.
[While Shinobu couldn't say that she knew Noh-Varr especially well, she could at least relate on his need to hold himself to a higher standard. Even the slightest mistake was inexcusable, if it were in a field that one should be a master in.
She follows him to the door, shrugging his offer off, but still managing to keep a good-natured expression on her face.]
You just want to get me in your rover, don't you? [After a couple of seconds, she adds:] I'll think about it. See you around.
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Once he's finished putting the plating back on her arm, Shinobu lifts it, flexing all of the fingers again just to be sure Noh-Varr didn't fuck anything up. It wasn't that she didn't have faith in his abilities as much as she was after her own self-preservation here; even an expert was bound to fuck up, every now on then.
However, she found no issue, so she places the hand back to her side after breathing a brief sigh of relief. Standing up, Shinobu leans against a wall as she watches Noh-Varr gather up his tools.]
If you wanna make something good, you might as well look at what's at the top of the line. [That's her way of saying "you're welcome", apparently.] But don't sweat it, just make something that's just as good.
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Please. Have you ever known me to settle for second best?
[ More importantly, this isn't just any piece of tech. This isn't just a weapon, or just a tool--it's going to be a fundamental, everyday part of a person's living body. It will be all of those things, and more. Seeing Shinobu's arm has only crystallized that fact for him, and he's determined to achieve something great with this project. It's not just his ego and reputation at stake, it's Marco's livelihood and his effectiveness as a team member. Noh-Varr doesn't want to let him down.
He moves to Shinobu's door, ready to make his exit. ] The offer stays open, you know.
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No, I guess not.
[While Shinobu couldn't say that she knew Noh-Varr especially well, she could at least relate on his need to hold himself to a higher standard. Even the slightest mistake was inexcusable, if it were in a field that one should be a master in.
She follows him to the door, shrugging his offer off, but still managing to keep a good-natured expression on her face.]
You just want to get me in your rover, don't you? [After a couple of seconds, she adds:] I'll think about it. See you around.