Sevika has been used for worse than carrying bags, but still, something about following a girl she used to know around on a shopping spree rubs her the wrong way.
Every time she goes wide-eyed at another bit of clockwork, starts rambling on about the uses she'll put it to, Sevika sees Powder, following Vi back through the bar, having spent her allowance on toys to disassemble.
And then, in the same breath as she talks about the quality of the mechanisms she could make with it, she'll switch gears to the explosives she'll put inside, the targets she'll destroy, and Sevika finds herself back in the present, carrying altogether too many bags for a girl she barely recognizes.
Surely this job should have gone to someone else
Every time she goes wide-eyed at another bit of clockwork, starts rambling on about the uses she'll put it to, Sevika sees Powder, following Vi back through the bar, having spent her allowance on toys to disassemble.
And then, in the same breath as she talks about the quality of the mechanisms she could make with it, she'll switch gears to the explosives she'll put inside, the targets she'll destroy, and Sevika finds herself back in the present, carrying altogether too many bags for a girl she barely recognizes.