(Speaking from left to right:)

"You sure you don't need my help? That looks heavy."

"Thanfs, but Braixeffs godd it," Braixen shifts the weight of the odd sphere and takes another step.

"What's that shiny thing you're holding? It's pretty!"

"Look at my big girl, running errands for the labcoats by herself!"

"Eh, I could lift that thing one-handed. Fact is, I carried four yesterday an' I didn't need any help."

Alright. Time to test if her armlet protects her from THIS.

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