[Some of the bottles have very odd shapes, almost like the beakers one might find in a lab. Exactly none of them are labeled in a way that Maketh can understand. Wonderful. That's just fucking wonderful. Much like this situation, really. She breathes out through her nose, turning to glare at Lilith.] My conduct is perfectly acceptable!
[She'd made mistakes earlier, been friendly with everyone when she should have been focused on doing her job and only that. Maketh lifts her chin.] You questioned my methods. I corrected you. That is all, soldier.
[The last part is almost shouted, Maketh's eyes wide and furious. This cannot go on, she must maintain order and discipline above all else. She was weak in Lothal and again here. Well, not again. Preventative measures will be taken. Maketh turns back to the wall of bottles, still trembling with useless rage.]
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[She'd made mistakes earlier, been friendly with everyone when she should have been focused on doing her job and only that. Maketh lifts her chin.] You questioned my methods. I corrected you. That is all, soldier.
[The last part is almost shouted, Maketh's eyes wide and furious. This cannot go on, she must maintain order and discipline above all else. She was weak in Lothal and again here. Well, not again. Preventative measures will be taken. Maketh turns back to the wall of bottles, still trembling with useless rage.]