A grenade blows Martes clean in two, leaving the extractors' resident slime both physically and mentally divided. Reuniting the warring factions of her personality will be a challenge—even if they don't kill each other first.
I already am! You stretch yours more!
!أنا أفعل! مدّي أنت يدكِ أكثر
Mach ich doch! Mach du das mal besser!
Ya lo hago. ¡Extiéndela tú!
Ya lo hago. ¡Alárgala tú!
Je le fais déjà !
Toi, fais-le !
Lo sto già facendo. Allungati di più tu!
Já estou! Você que deve esticar mais!
Я и так тяну! Сама давай!