Sarah's face goes rigid, and then slackens as she lets her mouth drop open in an exaggerated expression of annoyance. Because apparently this is how she has to communicate when she wants Helena to stop doing something. Taking away her shit doesn't work, and it seems neither does asking like a normal human being.
She taps her fingers along the tabletop in a classic fidgety Sarah move and mutters in Cosima's direction, "Yeah, there was an incident. It won't happen again. Will it, meathead." Not a question.
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Sarah's face goes rigid, and then slackens as she lets her mouth drop open in an exaggerated expression of annoyance. Because apparently this is how she has to communicate when she wants Helena to stop doing something. Taking away her shit doesn't work, and it seems neither does asking like a normal human being.
She taps her fingers along the tabletop in a classic fidgety Sarah move and mutters in Cosima's direction, "Yeah, there was an incident. It won't happen again. Will it, meathead." Not a question.