[He tosses something towards her out of a pocket on his belt. There's your aspirin.
Then he goes over to a row of cabinets and pulls out an ice pack, the sort of plastic thing that he crushes in one still-angry fist to pop the internal chemical pack before throwing it towards Shura.]
What job did they give you? [Please tell him you're some kind of snake charmer, Shura.]
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Then he goes over to a row of cabinets and pulls out an ice pack, the sort of plastic thing that he crushes in one still-angry fist to pop the internal chemical pack before throwing it towards Shura.]
What job did they give you? [Please tell him you're some kind of snake charmer, Shura.]