We could probably find somethin' around here. There's--
[ The sentence is cut off by a sharp intake of air. Yep, that was pain. But...already, she can tell Jemma was loads better at handling a knife than she ever had been. The cuts are smoother, more precise. The sensation's familiar, but she forces herself not to think harder on why. Or so she tries.
Jessica reaches out to grip the table, so hard that it creaks. ]
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[ The sentence is cut off by a sharp intake of air. Yep, that was pain. But...already, she can tell Jemma was loads better at handling a knife than she ever had been. The cuts are smoother, more precise. The sensation's familiar, but she forces herself not to think harder on why. Or so she tries.
Jessica reaches out to grip the table, so hard that it creaks. ]
You're, uh. Doin' way better than me already.