Shura will get her answer as soon as the trinket hits the floor and rolls off to the side, getting Billie's attention immediately. She jerks her head up and away from the dead man, snapping towards where the item landed first, but it's Shura's voice that has her whipping around to hiss at her. There's no thoughtful pause or recognition there like there was the first time, back in the swamp. Instead, just a beast, riled up, bloody teeth bared, and none too happy to be intruded upon.
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