[Helena takes in how the other clone speaks, the way she holds herself. They all move so differently. It's fascinating, in a way.]
[Her eyes follow the gesture to the limbs, and she chuckles softly over it.] I have killed many of these beasts.
[Her face twitches a little, when she hears her name spoken, and she picks up on the uncertainty in the tone (alongside the gratitude, earlier, not sure what to make of that in particular). But she doesn't move, doesn't give any sign that's she's going to suddenly take a flying leap with murderous intent.]
[It's probably Sarah's doing. Her curiosity beats back the instinct to kill, at least right now. Her gaze falls on the other clone with a sharp intensity, and Helena tests the name she got from the network on her tongue.] Cosima.
[Her accent probably butchers it slightly, though.]
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[Her eyes follow the gesture to the limbs, and she chuckles softly over it.] I have killed many of these beasts.
[Her face twitches a little, when she hears her name spoken, and she picks up on the uncertainty in the tone (alongside the gratitude, earlier, not sure what to make of that in particular). But she doesn't move, doesn't give any sign that's she's going to suddenly take a flying leap with murderous intent.]
[It's probably Sarah's doing. Her curiosity beats back the instinct to kill, at least right now. Her gaze falls on the other clone with a sharp intensity, and Helena tests the name she got from the network on her tongue.] Cosima.
[Her accent probably butchers it slightly, though.]