A snort to the AI, right. Take her time, make this last. Her thumb slid down enough to allow air and blood flow and keep the woman from being too dulled.

The earlier rasp revealed itself now as a blade, light glinting silver and beautiful off the edge as it was thrust into the floor beside Meg's Head. Invisible until whatever hand that held it chose to release it. Who knows what else was being hidden?

We were paid to do a job and get out. Can't play too long with this. She reminded the AI and bent back to her work.

"You weren't always human, but now that you are you get to enjoy the most human thing this is, fool. Fear."