Stop treating this like it's fun. [ She snarls it, latching onto that rather than her genuine fear and discomfort. Good to latch onto the anger instead. It kept the Dark Side close. ] We aren't here for fun. You are helping me fulfill a mission. You will not hide things from me, and you will not work around me.

[ She snaps that last part out tightly. ]

If you need me to prime the compressor, you can ask. [ She reaches over to do just that now that he's not all up in her business. ]