Jayden just stared at the Gamma. An uneasily blank look across his face as the pistol remained pointed toward her. His thumb even rubbed against the cold side of the drawn weapon. Then he laughed. An almost judgemental glint shining from his eyes.
“Girl…”
The ODST holstered his pistol.
“…you -
ʟᴏᴠᴇʀʙᴏʏ
--gonna quit fuckin' edgin' me and pull the damned trigger, or are you gonna keep wasting your time?"
The choice of the word 'your' was deliberate. While she was speaking to Jayden, it sounded like she was addressing someone (or something) else entirely.
"I'm gettin' fuckin' blue-balls over here."
