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"Are you always like this?" Thea whined as she hopped up onto my desk.
"Like what?" I snapped defensively, glancing at her for a split second before turning my attention back to the computer.
"Serious. You always act as though the world would end if you made a mistake--it won't, and it's boring," she complained, throwing her head back in annoyance as though I was making her sit here watching me.
"Thea, you know what we do. It is life or death, and I can't afford to be distracted," I mumbled softly, my words trailing off.