Maybe it was Sam's previous experience with negotiation, which usually ended in death and destruction, but she stared at him, utterly lost and confused, for maybe thirty seconds. Thirty seconds, before her face split and she burst into laughter.
It wasn't a single giggle.
It wasn't a snort.
It was a full-bodied laugh.
The kind that left her doubling over, holding onto the ledge of the tub to keep herself from toppling. "I don't have to surrender. You just fucking killed me!"
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Maybe it was Sam's previous experience with negotiation, which usually ended in death and destruction, but she stared at him, utterly lost and confused, for maybe thirty seconds. Thirty seconds, before her face split and she burst into laughter.
It wasn't a single giggle.
It wasn't a snort.
It was a full-bodied laugh.
The kind that left her doubling over, holding onto the ledge of the tub to keep herself from toppling. "I don't have to surrender. You just fucking killed me!"