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Persephone's eyes widened when she saw her Hija. Her hand twitched and her body instinctively moved towards the weapon but had stopped midway. Shew stared longingly at it, almost pleading, for it to be handed to her again.

[color=darkkhaki]"If it would not be too much, Sir,"[/color] she shakily started, [color=darkkhaki]"may I... have that weapon on your hand?"[/color] Maybe speaking out was a mistake, maybe it wasn't. But she looked up to her Colonel, eyes wide and somber. Her eyes, though red, seems to be dampening. But one cannot be too sure. After all, they had just smoked something questionable.

On the other hand, the men behind her seemed wary. Their eyes busy themselves by looking around the room in hopes that they could take a glimpse of their own weapons.