[ milk boy has real potential! maybe! kind of! yang will keep workshopping it. in the meantime, she assures while standing from her bow, ]

Don't worry, I remember that saying means, at least. But I'll make sure your honor's restored without any literal breaks. [ yang turns on the heel of her ostentatious cowboy boot to march toward the bull, but quickly steps to the side to let an groaning, banged up victim of said mechanical bovine limp by and out of the door.

a beat and then: ] Very important question before I go do this. Are medics here in town or...?