“Sarin?!” Zoya squeaked out. “Your father thought it was necessary to put a lethal nerve toxin on a research mission's ship? We would’ve all died if it leaked!”
“Station 31 has a stockpile of it. Reissnik people know how to prevents leaks.”
“I don’t care, Simon. We’re getting that shit out of my ship and as far away as possible!”
“Your ship? I thought you wanted me to take over,” Simon said.
“That was before I knew about the sarin, asshole!”
A bit of a long exchange here, but it's really the first time my main character gets normal-angry instead of bottling it up. Thought I'd share it. ♪ ♫