McCoy feels able to relax, slightly. "She's basically a clone," he interprets. Clones, he can deal with. Hell, for a period of time, he had to watch a clone of himself traipse around with bleach blond highlights and goddamn wings, spouting surfer talk. "Dangerous?"
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Date: 2011-06-21 03:16 pm (UTC)