As they stabilized their breathing, Miss Chievous and Miss Masher had lifted themselves fully upright. Miss Masher’s attention has been fixed firmly on the corpse, whereas Miss Chievous stared at Jonathan for a few moments longer before finally looking down at the corpse as well.
Lucas is vaguely aware of some quiet murmuring off to the side, but his attention is brought back to those nearby when Miss Masher makes an impressed whistle as she kicks over the corpse.
“And here I thought Calc went berzerk when she gets mad. I had a feelin’ you two were playin’ around before, but that was somethin’ else. Tch, right through his endurance, too.” While Miss Masher is saying this, she is grinding her right heel down on the still-attached arm.