[Namur sits up and bonks her forehead with the backs of his knuckles.]
That ain't how family works, damn it. Y' all oughta be helpin' each other get yer shit together. How the hell d' y' call people one on one with these things?
[Namur pulls his communicator out of his pocket. It looks like a little snail with a couple of buttons on its shell. He pushes one, and the snail's eyes project a standard graphical interface in front of itself.]
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That ain't how family works, damn it. Y' all oughta be helpin' each other get yer shit together. How the hell d' y' call people one on one with these things?
[Namur pulls his communicator out of his pocket. It looks like a little snail with a couple of buttons on its shell. He pushes one, and the snail's eyes project a standard graphical interface in front of itself.]