Shana huffed, "Don't give people nicknames, it's rude."
Lin Wu: "Puppy Shana."
Shana: "Piggy Lin Wu."
"Puppy Shana."
"Piggy Lin Wu."
"Puppy Shana."
Shana wasn't an AI, and after a round of verbal sparring, she started swinging her hands, striking Lin Wu all over his head and face as he cowered and fled.
During the scuffle, Shana called for a halt, "Stop, we went the wrong way, it's all your fault."
Shana closed her eyes, placed her hands on her temples, and entered a state of recollection, retracing the path they had taken during the past few minutes of their fight. Then she opened her eyes and walked forward without a word, her expression dead serious. Lin Wu followed carefully behind, afraid that even his breathing might disturb Shana's train of thought. After all, getting lost here could mean death.
