[She gives him such a look. Friendship? Is he kidding?

He better be kidding. If only this mystical moron were also cracking jokes.]

I'd rather riddle him with gaping wounds. [Syo grumbles, arms folded to punctuate that seething glower she's beaming at their adversary.] I sure as hell don't. All this myth and pith shit is Gloomy's department. I'm an action girl, not a literary loser.

[She juts her chin at the man.]

Go ahead, Slimer! Lay it on him.