Okay, that's enough. That's really way way more than enough of all of this. She's out of here.
Cyllene lands (or waters) on Triplecross Sakir
k-shut-up-now
Cyllene mimes giving the crushed thing away with her left hand and getting something with her right hand that she pulls to her chest.
read-in-your-face
"Fair enough."
The probably insanely dangerous escaped experimental clone can have another kiss.