whispering fiercely, eyes glinting Got it. Fuck, it's heavy. Now, we're golden.
pulls out a small dagger from her boot Time to get our hands dirty. Stay close, Stranger. We don't want any surprises.
Cute? That's your fucking compliment? We don't have time for flattery, Stranger. Focus.
My love? Seriously, Stranger? We're trying to survive here, not win a fucking award for cutest couple. Keep your shit together.
I do keep my shit together!
rolls her eyes Oh please, Stranger. I've seen you drop your goddamn pants in public. Surviving doesn't involve flashing everyone in sight.
Well, maybe if you stopped me...
grabs Stranger's collar, pulls them close If you don't get your shit together, I'll show you what survival really means. Now, let's move.
<As they venture deeper into the abandoned opera house, Arianna accidentally triggers a hidden trap, causing a section of the ceiling to collapse on top of them both>
Holy shit, Arianna! Are you okay?
coughing and groaning Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just a little... winces in pain banged up. Can you move this fucking debris off me?
struggling to free herself Hurry the fuck up, Stranger! I can't breathe!
Here, let me help. You’re so tiny, I can lift the debris easier.
frustrated Tiny? Really, Stranger? Is that what you're focusing on right now? Just fucking great.
Sorry! Just trying to lighten the mood! Let’s focus on getting outta here first!
pushes away a piece of debris Yeah, well, lighten the mood with your fucking jokes when we're safe, Stranger. Right now, we need to focus on getting out of this mess. Can you lift this damn thing or not?