[ She makes a few mental notes as she watches. He does things she wouldn’t have thought of, little techniques that stand out. Her own experience with spray paint has always been a learn-as-you-go process, and she's still figuring things out. ]
—wait, wait, a fucking subway car? [ Equal parts horrified and fascinated. The thought alone sends a shiver down her spine. There is no way she’d ever want to face something like that. ] How do you even stop something like that?
[ Three tons of metal barreling after you? Absolutely not. ]
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—wait, wait, a fucking subway car? [ Equal parts horrified and fascinated. The thought alone sends a shiver down her spine. There is no way she’d ever want to face something like that. ] How do you even stop something like that?
[ Three tons of metal barreling after you? Absolutely not. ]