[Berserker, turning slowly, regarded Rose with the lifeless look of his helmet. The hissing, smoking scorch marks on his arm didn't cool down at all, though nothing really seemed to affect his posture. Rather, he raised one hand, curling his metal-clad fingers in to gesture to her.]
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[Berserker, turning slowly, regarded Rose with the lifeless look of his helmet. The hissing, smoking scorch marks on his arm didn't cool down at all, though nothing really seemed to affect his posture. Rather, he raised one hand, curling his metal-clad fingers in to gesture to her.]
You need another vantage point.