[ a part of asami isn't even certain why she's doing this. she hardly knows fruhling, despite the woman having provided her with a ton of good, useful information, for virtually nothing. but while asami knows it'd be foolish to trust her completely, here she is... ]
I'm not a little girl. [ already, she fails. words spat out with more frustration than she would have liked, and she berates herself. struggles to keep calmer in the next line. ]
voicemail;
I'm not a little girl. [ already, she fails. words spat out with more frustration than she would have liked, and she berates herself. struggles to keep calmer in the next line. ]
Something's come up. You don't need to know.