The seconβ [Dead silence, then burning quakes dimitri.]
Ingrid Brandl Galatea
Awβ¦
[Like a kid disappointed he couldnβt have any sweets.]
Now, why would you do that? Iβve got to find the second one I captured.
ππ₯π’ π π¬ππ― ππ¦π«π€
[BURNING QUAKES THE MOSQUITO TO DEATH.]
Iβm sorry it had to come to this.
Ingrid Brandl Galatea
Iβm sorry you feel that way.
[Letting the mosquito go. A slight smirk on the corner of his lips.]
Well, we canβt have you spreading secrets.
You understand, Iβm sure.
ππ₯π’ π π¬ππ― ππ¦π«π€
[Achilles looks torn between murder and fleeing]
β¦-Dima, Iβm resigning.
Ingrid Brandl Galatea
Come now. Itβs not evenβ¦
[Itβs most definitely walking(?) over to Achilles.]
Aht. Back. Leave Achilles alone.
ππ₯π’ π π¬ππ― ππ¦π«π€
GET IT AWAY FROM ACHILLES.
Ingrid Brandl Galatea
Oh, donβt fret, Ingrid.
They donβt bite.
β¦ well, they DO, but still.
ππ₯π’ π π¬ππ― ππ¦π«π€
Get that thing away from Achilles.
Ingrid Brandl Galatea
I have decided to employ new creatures in which my soldiers can ride.
