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Bo stumbles out of the portal ahead of Effie, covered in some kind of sludge and looking not all that pleased about it. She's told it was a necessary evil in their quest to retrieve some kind of ugly looking vase for Nekhebet. She makes a face as she tries to shake off some of the sludge, but not much of it will flop to the ground. In fact, some of it seems to have hardened, which she's not all that thrilled with.
It also doesn't help matters that Effie is completely spotless, having been the "diplomacy" end of this mission. The other woman has the vase in her hands and Bo studies it for a moment, before glancing back down at herself.
"Are you sure me wrestling the crocodiles was the only way to get that?"
She just wants to be sure the ruining of her favorite leather jacket wasn't all for nothing.
It also doesn't help matters that Effie is completely spotless, having been the "diplomacy" end of this mission. The other woman has the vase in her hands and Bo studies it for a moment, before glancing back down at herself.
"Are you sure me wrestling the crocodiles was the only way to get that?"
She just wants to be sure the ruining of her favorite leather jacket wasn't all for nothing.
