[ Parker honestly would be satisfied with this woman simply not directing anything at her rather than put up her cardboard walls, but that's fine as well. Her own iron ones are up. Banging against them would be futile for someone so new, fresh out of the cocoon. It's just annoying having someone knocking on them.
Parker crosses her arms in front of her chest, watching the Seconds walk past. Her eyes seem to be looking for one in particular, but it is hard to discern them from this far. Human eyes not used to see the small details that make them different, possible evident to the aliens themselves.
She rubs her face through the hood tiredly, and glances at the woman on the floor. Is she only there to drink wine or--? ]
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Parker crosses her arms in front of her chest, watching the Seconds walk past. Her eyes seem to be looking for one in particular, but it is hard to discern them from this far. Human eyes not used to see the small details that make them different, possible evident to the aliens themselves.
She rubs her face through the hood tiredly, and glances at the woman on the floor. Is she only there to drink wine or--? ]