To say that Julia Bellamy is entirely sick of this partner bullshit would be the sort of understatement that was so small it's entirely immeasurable via any scientific method. She's tired of all of this bullshit and she's tired of being paired up only to have some stupid fucker just disappear on her. When her hand glows with the telltale sign of another one, she's quite ready to gnaw her hand off like a wolf who had been caught in a trap.

Even before they'd gotten through the bullshit with the dragon and the rescue, Julia's temper had been on a hair trigger, and this only seems to be taking it up another step. There's a low growl in her throat and she just glares at the literal anime-looking fucker who she's paired with. Yet another idiot (at least in Julia's eyes, anyway. But then again she considers almost everyone an idiot.) who she's paired with, and the thought about gnawing off her hand becomes even more acceptable.

But then again, gnawing his hand off would mean that she doesn't need to take the time healing and whatever. And it might make Navi stop pairing her with people. The thoughts press forcefully against the forefront of her mind before Julia needs to shove things back with a sigh. No, she's not going to give into that. Nope, not today, Satan. Not today.

"Jesus fuck, what are you, some sort of long lost cousin to some anime character?"