( lucky wouldn't be the word that karlach would think to use here. what kind of rotten and cursed luck did she have to end up coming across this fucking guy right at the start? it did really kind of make this feel like some sort of dream.

what's next? was withers going to show up also to dryly offer some opposite wisdom? )

Oh boy, and you think I'm going to trust the first schmuck I come across with a smile and a promise of answers?

( she asks, waving a hand in the air as she lets the other rest on her hip. there's not much to be intimidated by when she's completely nude and unarmed, but that doesn't stop her from putting on a display regardless.

and he is a schmuck. )

You got the desperate part wrong.

( unlike him, she's used to not knowing fuck-all! )