[Tarn stiffens as Drift's sword presses harder against his throat cabling. If he isn't going to back down then neither is Tarn. Time to press a gentle offensive with his only remaining weapon.]
Make me.
[The demand is whispered softly, enough to strike intensely against Drift's spark, but not enough to extinguish. It's a warning.]
no subject
Make me.
[The demand is whispered softly, enough to strike intensely against Drift's spark, but not enough to extinguish. It's a warning.]