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Jim: Unseen, Qi’ra picked up the sword that Freddo had been holding...
Jim: Dryden slashed with his petars; I dodged! He backed me into a corner.
[SFX]: Slash!
Enfys Nest: {not in scene} You said his office was circular.
Jim: He backed me into a slightly curved wall. I scrambled for my blaster!
Jim: He threw a petar, but I ducked and slid!
[SFX]: Whoosh! Ktang!
[SFX]: Slide!
Jim: I grabbed my blaster and scurried for cover.
Dryden Vos: Enrico, was it now? I could use an identity thief like yourself on the force.
Dryden Vos: Steal identities, go undercover.
Enrico: Undercover? What sort of identity thief does that?
Dryden Vos: A good one?